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Roses and Thorns

The things that life consist of includes both roses and thorns.

Some claims to have more briars from the very day they were born.

There are those who enjoy roses, whose life blossoms day after day.

They have not yet reached the thorns that mark their path along the way.

For most, there are some good and bad which can be expected by everyone.

So be thankful for the smallest rose and place less emphasis on the thorns.

Leah



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