A Rose, The Rose

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The Dark Tower

A rose, the rose
A tower of prose.
To save, to bathe,
Its beauty will save.

From rubble it grew
Thou no one knew
Its meaning, while gleaming
From todash in lieu

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I Just Re-Read Alice In

This poem is Carolesque. Borderline surreal. - allets -