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The Thorns

a poem by Seba

Life is not a bed of roses, its true
Life is a bed of thornes, it’s true.
And we have to walk this long distance
Without the stockings or the shoe

Of course it hurts
And we walk through it
But we”ll be the winners
If we just try a bit

And our destination
Makes it worth the trial
So let’s bravely walk along
Till that most awaited while