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Jun 2020
Roses are red,

violets are blue,

sometimes it hurts,

to confess what is true.

Roses are thorny,

violets are weeds,

when will this world learn,

wants are not needs?
Look on the bright side, but don't forget the dark.
Kenedie
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Kenedie  16/F
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