She said through red letters
“a rose is a rose is a rose”.
I didn’t understand.
Then, I found Juliet saying
“that which we call a rose
by any other name would smell as sweet”
And I understood.
When we mention “A ROSE”
it’s always be what it is,
but somebody knows what is a rose?
A rose can be a simple flower,
a scent, a feeling that varies
more and more
as we make it our own
and becomes whatever
you want it to be
or what it always or never was.
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