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A rose is but a flower,it's beauty often overlooked.
To stop and take the time to see what beauty the rose does behold.
To gaze at petals soft with dew on the morning rose,and smell the fragrence sweet as wine.
A joy to behold.
A heart is like a rose,it's beauty often over looked.
It's often juged by the outside,and sometimes never given a second look.
So like the rose take the time to see the beauty the heart beholds.
For to often the beauty juged by what one see's, is not what one look's at.
If they choose not to see.The beautiful rose that blooms in the heart of everyone,even me.
Beverly Skarsvog
10/28/01 
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