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Feb 2021
When I was young
              I held a rose

              when I grew up
               a rose was not quite a rose

               when I am old as at now
                I no longer wish to hold a rose
Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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