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%`Qu! ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ "X_# Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed.% ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ =
Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed.nh\[% ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ <^&'
Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need., ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ _,-
I say love, it is a flower, and you it's only seed.Q ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ 4
It's the heart, afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance.@F ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ Ad
It's the dream, afraid of waking, that never takes a chance.KL ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ Dt{e
It's the one who won't be taken, who cannot seem to give.@[6g ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ Wo42
And the soul, afraid of dyin', that never learns to live.Hv% ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ yIp1u3
When the night has been too lonely, and the road has been too long,qN ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ r8}PF:
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong,|R@ ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ zxW0
Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows,=q|[. ©½t¥Í³N¼Æ¬ã¨sªÀ -- ³N¼Æ¬ã¨s¡@¡@ ''Z~v
Lies the seed, that with the sun's love, in the spring becomes The Rose.
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