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Oh rose on vine,

Kissed by the morning dew,

How I envy you,

your sacrifice.

Singled out for affection,

severed with care,

To be held by my love

as she brushes you to her cheek,

Gaining her favor.

How I long it to be me that feels the softness of her skin,

And shares her smile.

Covetous of a simple flower,

Willing to die,

if only to be reborn,

At her touch.