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Humanities Rose


Upon barren land, tis where it grows.
This single bloom called humanities rose. 
Beating through its pain, 
every single refrain. 

A single solitary rose, 
from wasteland it grows.
love and kindness feed its need, 
from every human deed. 

From scorching sand,
resides this bud.
Representing good of all man. 
feeding from pure love.