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From the far distance
As I looked over my window
Miles and miles away were
Hundreds of roses trying to get some air..
Through the dense trees but
There was something special that I just loved to see..
Every winter when the icy snow
Sparkled onto the pure red roses
There was a normal rose standing,
The smallest one in the middle
But something which I don't know what was very special about it..
When the sun glistened on the rose,
It's beauty twinkled above all
And it's pure red different shades of petals..
When they fell down all, they twinkled like a crown..
Around for the special one.
All the other roses were as beautiful
But this one had something special
So I named it
The Special one

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