Day 395: Wild Roses
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i imagine i know
how the wild rose grows
in random ditch
and unintended.
i fancy she flew
to the seclusion she knew
would leave her to grow,
unamended.
∴
∴
i imagine i know
how the wild rose grows
in random ditch
and unintended.
i fancy she flew
to the seclusion she knew
would leave her to grow,
unamended.
∴