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u chose the rose
despite the thorns
over my painless stem

u chose the rose
despite the distance
over my convenience

u chose the rose
for her beauty
out doing my
blemished state.

u chose the rose
for she was such
a flower with love
and i am just nothing
but a glint of joy.

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