WHAT ONE APPROVES, ANOTHER SCORNS

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WHAT ONE APPROVES, ANOTHER SCORNS
What one approves,
another scorns,
and thus
his nature each discloses.
You find the rosebush
full of thorns,
I find the
thornbush full of roses.

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