sweet rose
Sweet rose, blessed are theyfighting slavery, marching on
the echoe of a strong ballad
brings strength of many men
many lost loves, they are now free
sweet rose
Sweet rose, blessed are theyIf I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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