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