Tell me I'm not amazing and I'll give you reasons to believe.
I seek not to hold a typical rose./ For, my love all thorns will lack./ I do not yearn for simple passionate throws,/ But a love that will be strengthened when the sun goes black./ A bloom equally as precious in favorable sun,/ As when the weather seems dun./ A bud to flourish in the rain,/ And through the winter frost will sustain./ Not a momentary breath-taking sight,/ But an average day most gorgeous in twilight.
--CG
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