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one dry rose (from long ago)
she opened
the book
that held
one of her
secrets,
silently
waiting
for many
years,
was one
single
dry rose,
one that
brought
back
memories
before her
husband,
and she
held that
delicate
rose,
remembering
and smiled.
the book
that held
one of her
secrets,
silently
waiting
for many
years,
was one
single
dry rose,
one that
brought
back
memories
before her
husband,
and she
held that
delicate
rose,
remembering
and smiled.
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