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Garden In
Theme : Garden
Title : Flowers
In a garden of roses well guarded
Always tended, never unattended
When the ring of fire approaches
Its wild grey smoke rushes
Never like Eden, but is was home
Some days gathered in bare fields
Our innocence served as shields
A garden of flowers we were.
Some got plucked too early to care
And they became the queens of the night.
Vera
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