The Last Flower

She stood in awe of beauty
that caused her heart to speak,
weeds flourished in abundance
round this flower, so unique.
Her heart would have her sever ties
to hold it in her hand
her mind accepts that holding it
is not the wisest plan.
And so it grows, a single rose
secure within its thicket, but
she wonders… would the rose oppose
if she suddenly [...]

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