"I Veil An Ocean Of Tears Behind a Sky Of Smiles."

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He knew his daughter was happy, but not completely, he knew her daughter some day may need this flower and the missing red rose was also happy to see the gardener, recognizing that its powers were worth being special. It felt joy in being special. In the end, the lucky red rose returned to the place where it belonged, bringing happiness and healing to both the gardener and his daughter.

✨🌹Being special is a gift, a treasure to see,
When you know your true self, you can truly be free.
So cherish the love that surrounds you each day,
For in the heart's garden, blessings find their way. 🌹✨


-Mohan sai
(Sorrynevermind)

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The red rose holds a power so rare,When it begins to heal, it does so with care.Sacrificing petals to light up the dark,It rebirths through its stem, leaving a spark.Through the boy who adored her, a healing bond did grow,
Together they faced the shadows, letting their true colors show

The red rose felt lucky, for her gardener was wise, Guiding her to her destiny, under open skies. Healing the girl's pain, with love that was true, For the first time, the little red rose felt proud too.

And after that date, the girl took the red rose, whose petals had darkened to heal her pain, and brought it home, placing it on the table. A wise man with a broken heart, who had searched the entire garden for that red flower, came to the rose and felt as if happiness had found him. He knew how to bring it back to life. He began cutting its stem and planted it in the same spot where she had left it. The wise man was the gardener, and the girl was his daughter. The red rose was special to him because he understood its power and had kept it in a special place, knowing that one day it might be useful for his daughter.

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She started taking snaps of the little red rose with a lot of love, in the blink of time she kept that red rose near her heart for taking a snap.
In fleeting moments, the red rose brimmed with emotion,
It felt a profound worth, a rare devotion.
For a rose might rest in hand, on bed, or crown,
Yet this girl placed it near her heart, deep down.
Where thorny stems could pierce and cause her pain,
But her sorrow surpassed any bleeding strain.

In mere moments, the little red rose felt her heartbeat's call,It echoed with shadows, the darkest of all.This girl, special like the rose in her clasp,Where being unique felt like a curse's grasp.

The red rose realized that the girl was
suffering from more pain than it ever had. She was plagued by insecurities, yet she never stopped shining, much like the resilient red rose.

The red rose felt emotional, its petals began to sway, As it sensed the girl's pain, it wished to light her way.

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Once upon a time, there was a little special red rose 🌹 in a garden of whole white roses,
The gardener kept the red rose in a special place where she could be spotted by every corner of the garden,
The red rose was very special to the gardener, but the red rose felt alone in the whole garden,

The dawn breaks gently, painting the sky with gold,

"In the garden of white roses so grand, a boy walked through, and there he found, a single red rose standing proud on the ground. Without the gardener's permission, he plucked the flower, for it looked so special, a symbol of nature's power. The gardener noticed the special red rose was gone, and with a worried heart, he began his search at dawn.
But the flower was happy, feeling finally free, from a place she disliked, now full of glee.
The next day, the boy met his beautiful girl, and with a smile, gave her the rose, making her heart twirl.
But the special red rose was worth more than feelings true, for she could read hearts and make darkness out of view. The girl didn't like flowers, but when he gave it to her, she took it without knowing, and felt a special interest stir.

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SOMETIME’S are sad but,
FOREVER is a lie.

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Mistakes Can't Be Erasable but,
When you Accept They Can Be Invisible.

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If The Tears Are Meant For The Pain ,
Then The Ocean Can't Range My Tears .

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If The Peace Has A Price ,
Then The Price Can Cost The Pain.

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