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赤いバラ- red rose
A field of blue,
Moving gently along with the wind,
A gentle spring breeze,
Gentle enough to feel at peace
Somewhere in that field,
Stands a different flower,
A singular red rose,
Seemingly out of place
Crimson red petals,
Viridian stems,
Thorns seemingly threatening,
Although if you're careful
They're just as beautiful as the petals
A single red rose,
Seemingly out of place,
However, unknowing to it,
There are others in the field too
Single red roses,
Scattered across the field of blue,
All, seemingly alone,
Not realising there are others like them
The peace disturbed,
By a figure, slowly walking in the field,
Picking up flowers along the way
But which flowers?
They could choose the blue,
Like everyone else did,
Afterall, there's much more blue
Than there is red
However, in their hand,
Is flowers with those crimson petals
Viridian stems,
And threatening but beautiful thorns.
They go along, picking up the flowers,
Holding them together, bringing them together,
Deeming them more beautiful and unique than the blue,
They were chosen, chosen to reunited
Back at a home,
The seemingly alone roses,
Are now no longer alone,
For they have found others like them,
Staying together, Standing together
A bouquet of red roses,
Stand in a beautiful vase,
In the centre of a room,
They are no longer alone.
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