When I picked roses you asked me why I didn’t show you that I hurt myself with their thorns. all I can convey to you is that you too are a rose that doesn’t care who gets stuck in its thorns.
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When I picked roses you asked me why I didn’t show you that I hurt myself with their thorns. all I can convey to you is that you too are a rose that doesn’t care who gets stuck in its thorns.
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