this song reminded me of my grandma's rose bushes. The roses used to bloom large, yellow and pink and white and blood red. I wonder if they are still there, now that grandma is not around to tend to them anymore. Then I was reminded of the rows of red roses in front of my window where I grew up, which also went away once the neighbor who planted
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It is sad how things will never be the way they were when you're younger.
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