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Jan 2020
Stop,
to admire
the beauty
of any
and all roses
in your life
before they
lose their bloom

Try not
to yield to procrastination and all
of its
stalling tactics.

Don't,
allow
your roses
to wilt
while you
utter that
tomorrow is another day.

Tomorrow,
may hide
in the
darkest
of nights
forever.
TheConcretePoet
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TheConcretePoet  Isle of Poet
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