When the night has been too lonely,
and the road has been too long,
and you think that Love is only,
for the lucky and the strong,
just remember in the winter,
far beneath the bitter snow,
lies a seed that with the suns Love,
in the spring........Becomes the rose.
(Verse from "The Rose")
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