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In the hallows
of my mind
I enfold
my
coral rose.
Gently
stroking
his brow.

Blowing over
him
a breath of
cool air,
protecting him
from the
scorching heat
of the sun.

Supplying
him with
heavenly
tear-drops
when he is
thirsty.

And in the
evening
rock him to
sleep in my
cradle of love.

He is a most
precious
blossom
in my
bouquet
of life.

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