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| The Rose |
A symbol has been made that represents the bond we make. The seperate roses of white, describing you and I in the innocence of our souls, are bound together by the red rose of fire, for the passion and love we share. Yet upon closer inspection, we see that they spring from the same seed and are therefore one. Bound together through eternity, and forever inseperable. By: Robert F Pummill | |||||||||||||||||||
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He sits and ponders his dilemma, Should he kiss her cheek and whisper his love "sweet dreams"? Or not for fear his lips touch may disturb her peacful slumber. "Sweet dreams lover" she says, his unspoken question answered. By: Robert F Pummill | Unspoken Question | |||||||||||||||||||
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