"Here's the story of the black rose. From out of the soil sprouts out a figure of a rose. Its stem was colored in green and ivory, and its bud was shrouded in darkest of black, but when you look closer at its means of survival, you'll see the rough and damaged pedals, mingled with the young and firmed pedals. Nobody knew who planted it, just astonished at how life and death tried to stunt its growth, but throught its desire to reach towards the Creator's throne, it pushed through, stretched out to say to Him "By your will do I live." The inspiration of the black rose is seen through its willingness to please its Creator. Give a hand of applause to the black rose."
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