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Forest you gave me rose red
Which is till devoted
On my room of my hear
Even it is decayed and dirt

Smells of its next doesn’t exits
Love emotion I feel at least
In morning during my dreams
I remember ,when light dims.

I still see sweet, on dark ash,
Doesn’t erased its’ rash,
So many loveless tile we done
Still I want some of fun

Like crown on head of queen,
Like snow on mount has been,
Showing be joretty always,
You seems on my every pages.

Your rose is not trodden black,
For you and me as fact,
As we had in love fine,
Treasury of happiness on mine.


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