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A Rose has sprung from a tender root
Just remember, in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes The Rose
Sweet is the Rose but growes upon the brère
"Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense" - Mark Overby
Chaos always wins because it's better organised
Horse sense is naked banking - U.S. Cuprinol
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