The Rose Shall Forgive Thee By Removing Her Thorns
The rose shall forgive thee by removing her thorns,
A gesture of grace, like dawn's gentle light.
Her petals unfurl, as new love is born,
Shedding armor built in the depths of night.
She stands vulnerable, yet stronger still,
A testament to trust's transforming power.
Her forgiveness flows like a mountain rill,
Nurturing the soil where peace can flower.
In this garden of second chances, she grows,
A thornless wonder, forgiving rose.
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