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Beautiful as a Rose

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Watching friends talking
Tightness and Unity in circles
Wish I was one of them
Wish I had people waving me over
Inviting me to join them.
Wish I didn't feel alone.
What's wrong with me?
Then I remember a rose
Every bit as beautiful alone as it is with others.
Maybe even more.
Peace fills my heart.
I walk on with a smile.
I am as beautiful as a rose.





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