Riddle
I am a rose of red
I can break
I don't slumber through the night
Truths---I can make
You can feel every move
Every hurt and ache
But when you force me down
A storm is all you'd take
What am I?
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Kyla Nano
I'm a 15-year-old with dreams that have no limit. Books make me travel around the world in my bedroom.
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