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There’s never been a rose
blooming just for me
set upon my windowsill
for everyone to see.
There’s never been a man
who so deemed me worthy
to please me with a rose
blooming just for me.
And hope yet I still have
though old I’ve come to be,
one day my rose will grow
blooming just for me.
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