Gripping the stem in the right; invite the thorns to dig up in my lifeline
The thorns of the rose will dig into his palm, specifically the crease which palm readers refer to as a lifeline. The blood rose could be a beautiful tragedy. Aesop holds tight to such artful pain, even if it shortens his lifespan.
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