The Literary Magazine of Tuscarora High School
Rose, grow, flow
My life is like a rose
The more sunshine I grow
But down the river I flow
Whenfer I started to grow
So what happened to the rose?
I thought it started to grow,
But the river was too strong a flow
So down the river it flows
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