Roses

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Yes, the flower is a bit dried up. The petals are now starting to curl. It’s getting darker around the edges.

Only a day prior, the rose was so fresh and so full of life, without any mark. Today, it still is full of life but with some bruises.

Isn’t life the same? We all are naive and innocent initially. But as the days pass by, we learn new things, we acquire new bruises, we grow up.

We’ll start shedding our petals once we start getting older but till then we have the chance to bring happiness to someone, to someone in need, to someone with bruises. 🙂

— Suri

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