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A lone rose, raises it's ****** face to the moon, wondering, why do I not get the beauty it possesses? Why must I take beauty from the sun? Why can I not just wither and die?
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Nov 6, 2010
Nov 6, 2010 at 11:21 AM UTC
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A lone rose, raises it's ****** face to the moon, wondering, why do I not get the beauty it possesses? Why must I take beauty from the sun? Why can I not just wither and die?
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Nov 6, 2010
Nov 6, 2010 at 11:21 AM UTC
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