Wrote something on a dried rose. Check the picture added above , its a potrait made by me with dried leaves and a dried rose .
A Dried Rose
And when it dried, she kept it with her , but didnt throw ,
the petals and thorns were still a rose she surely know ,
Pricked by the thorns but caressed by the petals ,
She struggled to keep it safe at different levels .
One day it lost its strength and slowly withered ,
but still the rose was kept safe , it was forever treasured .
~Ashi
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