Rosette

We want to be something else.

Like a rose.

When our wings fall far apart.

Rosette.

We want to be kissed  high.

Like a bird.

When our life is never dry.

Rosette.

We want to be something else.

Like a rose.

When our petals never close.

Rosette.

ROSETTE

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