Red Rose
The wind screamed, as if it couldn't handle the tension in the air. The clouds were a dark gray, as if they were in grief. And yet, a single red rose stood through the midst of it all, refusing to give in.
The wind screamed, as if it couldn't handle the tension in the air. The clouds were a dark gray, as if they were in grief. And yet, a single red rose stood through the midst of it all, refusing to give in.
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