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If You Could only Be
If you could only be
You would be a simple Rose Seeded from a bird’s beak Springing from the earth´s lips Drowsy 3⁄4 Fragrant Stemming forth Birthing thorns Reaching God
So, He may behold the grace Of Your Beauty unknown!
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