The Rose
I glanced up and noticed the vase. Like everything else in my life. The roses had withered and died. The flowers had turned dry and crisp. The smell was no longer a perfume.
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I glanced up and noticed the vase. Like everything else in my life. The roses had withered and died. The flowers had turned dry and crisp. The smell was no longer a perfume.
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dear mum Don't know if you'll ge t this letter not sure if ill be allowed to send it actually, they say I've been naughty. but theyve let me have my paper so I will write it anyway.
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