Within every Storm, there's a light at the end that holds a bit of Hope.
Never lose the magic of believing in the power of Love.

For there is a newly bloomed Rose,
Upon this day, as the fresh snowfalls.
It will refresh the soil that has been tarnished by the poison that has been spewed by your tongue.
Let the clean snow clean this world, for it truly needs to Blessed with the purity fall open, the symbol of Love.

Every Storm, there's a light at the end that holds a bit of Hope.
Never lose the magic of believing in the power of Love.
As it is shown with the newly bloomed Rose of Love.


"The Rose"
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