"Thorns. Thorns grow on roses. And sometimes damage the goregous and majestic rose. And sometimes grow over the rose and blocks the sunlight. For the rose cannot grow. The rose dies. The rose withers away. The thorns have won. Then , a rose blooms. The rose grows beautifully and wonderfully. The thorn bush dies. The rose tempts you. You pick the rose. You get pricked by a thorn. Guess the thorn bush wasn't dead after all."
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~Lee Hoseok~
Randomthe many , many , many versions of lee hoseok aka wonho of monstax
