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Life is like a bed of roses.
It's beautiful.
You simply want to lie in it.
It's only after the sensation
Of a thousand needles poking your back
That you realize
There are thorns underneath.
Sometimes you have to bleed
In order to be aware.
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I like this very much. Gives the reader something to thing about. I enjoy the roses and beauty of life, but if I had never suffered what I enjoy them as much as I now do?
