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Love is a rose but you'd. . .
better not pick it, it only grows when it's on the vine/handful of thorns and you know you've missed it/lose your love when you say the word "mine."
—Neil Young
posted by
stbond
on December 27, 2006 at 7:24 PM
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the simple direct rout is often best
posted by
SoloVale
on December 24, 2006 at 8:23 PM
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Nice poem.
posted by
afzal50
on December 24, 2006 at 1:19 AM
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