The black rose

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 A rose unfolds with morning light,

Petals soft, a pure delight.

Its fragrance drifts on gentle air,

Whispering beauty everywhere.


Thorns may guard its tender bloom,

Yet in its heart, there’s no room

For anything but love and grace,

A fleeting smile time can’t erase.

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