This rose you give me, 
so fragrant and soft 
This offering 
will it last for long?
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            I awoke today 
to looming clouds, 
and so sighing I said
I'll write a poem today.
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            Under the willow tree, 
you whispered your secrets to me, 
and we exchanged 
a smile and a tear.
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            The cracks that split this path we walk, 
And the holes that hold yesterday's puddles, 
We start our journey here, 
On this Sidewalk.
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