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| There is a secret mystery I wish to tell you my friend which causes my love and heart to be as a childs again when the dew turns to drops reflecting the heat of the sun its thinking its life is over but it has just begun The sun shines Then kisses the sky as if saying a long and lasting goodby |
| so to I feel was my aching heart skipping in its beating as if trying to restart As the rose shrivels and grows old its pettles crying as it dies slowly falling as if to wave goodby I too feel the torment apprehention as it grows for my life is in the cycle of the rose By Donald L Holmes |
| CYCLE OF THE ROSE |
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| BREAKOUT INTO THE PAST |