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Roadside roses
From the lover you'll never know
A note scribbled down in tears
sits atop a mound of colour
Trying to work out these forgottenĀ fears
From a family torn and lost
Flowers that soon will rot
Your teddy sits upon the mound, arms wide open
Melting, muddy and forgotten
Ā
For the journey now cut short
With an ending some had thought
If only you could see things
How b...
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