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May 2021
A fearful creature
A loving friend
We all hate it
And we love it too
It makes us come close
Weather to say goodbye or hello
But it’s a constant reminder
That forever is never
And never is forever
We take it for granted sometimes
And loose precious moments
Or we overdo it
Because we know its short
But everyone still comes to the rose bush
That everyone talks about
And even if it’s once
They stop and smell them
And they reflect in the sweet smell
And think about all the good points they had
And sometimes they make them sad
But we smell it
And remember
The sweet, sweet smell of those roses
Of peace
And time moving ever so slowly
Writing of the Unknown
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