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This black rose I picked for you,
I found it beneath my heart.
It appeared,
On the first day I met you.
For four years,
It’s been growing on love.
At this seraphic moment,
I plucked it,
And gave it to you.
Now it’s time,
For you to cherish,
This black rose,
That I’ve planted,
Just for you.