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When I extend my hand may it always be filled with a rose I offer thee.
When I reach out, that rose shall bring to mind that in all things I do... I shall be kind.
And ever should I clench my fist in rage.. it's thorns shall impart their justly wage.
So I may feel the pain you might live by ignoring the Love that I should give.
By Darwin Kaminsky
Dec 24 , 2007
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