The roses in my garden have faded. Now, they look barren, but I know they slowly preparing to bloom again. Perhaps it is cliche, but it is a sort of reflection on life. Life isn’t always a rose; sometimes, it is desolate and feels like it is producing nothing. However, all of the time, it is building up for the next bloom and that is ok.

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