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The flower...

The flower...
Often was the symbol...
To be presented...
As the expression...
Love...
The love...
Moreover the sorrow...

Like the rose...
Was white...
The sign of the sincerity...
Was red...
The sign of the firmness of the love...
Was pink...
The sign of the blossoming heart...

Really in the meaning of a flower...
The colour difference of the difference also meaning that...
Really beautiful was gazed at...
Really peaceful was felt...

But...
The flower was easy withered...
The stem there is one that is thorny...
If being stabbed...
Extraordinarily pain...
Need the softness to treat it...

As being proper for humankind...
Fragile...
And was easy to be affected...
Have the feeling...
That needed the understanding...
Have emotions...
That needed patience...
Have the desire...
That needed satisfaction...

The flower and humankind...
Together the Lord's creation...
Have the positive side...
And the side of the negative...
Together had the limit...

None was eternal.

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