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The Rose 
Medium
by Bette Midler
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Some say it is a river
That drowns the reed
Some say it is a razor
to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never to dance
It's the dream of waking
that takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who to give
and the of dyin'
that to live
the night has been too lonely
and the has been too long
and you think is only
for the and the strong
in the winter
far the bitter snows
the seed that the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
That drowns the reed
Some say it is a razor
to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never to dance
It's the dream of waking
that takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who to give
and the of dyin'
that to live
the night has been too lonely
and the has been too long
and you think is only
for the and the strong
in the winter
far the bitter snows
the seed that the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
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