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The Rose 
Medium
by Bette Midler
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Some say it is a river
the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed
say love it is a hunger
an endless need
I say it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the of breaking
that to dance
It's the of waking
that the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never to live
the has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
remember in the winter
far the snows
lies the that with the sun's love
in the becomes the
the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed
say love it is a hunger
an endless need
I say it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the of breaking
that to dance
It's the of waking
that the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never to live
the has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
remember in the winter
far the snows
lies the that with the sun's love
in the becomes the
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