A rose retains its features
Like the shape, form of flowers
Colour and fragrance
Whether it is in the palace, hut, and garden
Hermitage, even on garbage and rubbish
Also a human in a family rich or poor
Illiterate or literate, irrespective of caste, creed, and country
The sort of characters is unique, anyone to assume
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