Rose 76. Oblivion

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Nove Otto of Roses

By Fox-Trot-9

Rose 76. Oblivion

As we forgive, we now forget
The agonies that make us fret
   O'er all the sorrows of our youth;
But in forgetting, we deprive
Ourselves the might to cope and strive,
   Expressed in younger stares of ruth:
Old age defeated you at last
When glory days lie in your past,
   So pass the torch and see the truth.

(To be continued...)

A/N: And here's the next set of roses for this collection... It marks the calm before the storm that jumps-starts the rest of this collection to it's conclusion...

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