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