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Built out of thorns, yet so wild and beautiful,
A garden of roses resides in his heart.
Winter used to live there with him
and the roses stopped blooming,
only thorns were left, tearing his heart apart.
One day he woke up surprised.
Winter had left and spring had come back to the garden.
At first he could not stare at the sun.
Then the snow melted and the roses blossomed again.
When the first rose bud broke open,
he felt a warmth in his heart.
With tears in his eyes, he turned and stared at the sun,
only to see that the sun was smiling down on him.
A garden of roses resides in his heart.
Winter used to live there with him
and the roses stopped blooming,
only thorns were left, tearing his heart apart.
One day he woke up surprised.
Winter had left and spring had come back to the garden.
At first he could not stare at the sun.
Then the snow melted and the roses blossomed again.
When the first rose bud broke open,
he felt a warmth in his heart.
With tears in his eyes, he turned and stared at the sun,
only to see that the sun was smiling down on him.
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