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In a garden where red flags do love to sway, Our pink eyes instead see beauty, but not the fray. Though the mix of colour are rose’s gleam, The thorns are hidden in a deeper scheme, And the sharpness can lead two hearts astray.
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Nov 25, 2024
Nov 25, 2024 at 3:22 PM UTC
The Garden
In a garden where red flags do love to sway, Our pink eyes instead see beauty, but not the fray. Though the mix of colour are rose’s gleam, The thorns are hidden in a deeper scheme, And the sharpness can lead two hearts astray.
OddOdysseyPoet
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27/M/Zimbabwe
Nov 25, 2024
Nov 25, 2024 at 3:22 PM UTC
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