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Rose

Before my toes

I spy a rose,

the kind of which I've never seen.

Its petels shine an emerald red,

its leaves a crimson green.

Author notes

This is a poem that I wrote for my character, Nayan, to write, who shows up in a book I will one day write. Yes, it's odd, and It's not really supposed to make sence, which is why I think it fits him best out of all of them, although "Oak tree" does too.

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