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Outwardly beauty
Internal retchidness.
A deceived view of perfection.
Caressing the petals,
Neglecting the thorns.
Vibrant dreams
Seeping through,
Infecting reality.
The marvelous mirage.
Until the rose lens shatters,
Fragments of glory littering the soil.
Fool.





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