Upon waking, I could smell the roses
Calling me to their thorns
I clutched one of them, and felt their pain
And asked God, 'Why was I born? '
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Not only the title but the philosophical content of the poem is delightfully impressive. Thanks, Chaararul.
Your welcome. Just kidding. You are welcome.