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He stumbled across the rose 
He looked at it with awe 
Not understanding why it was there 
Not understanding how it became 
He looked around the murky surroundings 
He felt at home in these dark spaces 
The rose stood out in all its beauty 
Its bright red splendour a warm embrace 
And he befriended this beauty over time 
Sharing his thoughts, his fears, his dreams 
And the rose never faulted, always remained 
Soon these dark spaces became unwelcoming 
But, never did the rose reply 
Nor hint at why she appeared so suddenly 
And it dawned on him that she may disappear 
Just as sudden as she had appeared 
And this saddened him...

The Rose