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A rose which grew white in her garden started chaing it's colour from white to red. Wonder ? She.
Gradually all the roses were red and I was fading.... fading from this white world.
The time came and took me along & the color of roses.
May be
She would never know that the color on roses. Were my tears of blood ❤️
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This isn't a poem it's more like a story
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