Our greatest pretenses are built up not to hide the evil and the ugly in us, but
our emptiness. The hardest thing to hide is something that is not there.
Eric Hoffer
This is Mr. Lincoln, perhaps the most magnificent rose in the garden. Standing tall – towering, in fact – over all other roses, it is a beauty to behold each time it blooms.
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