.I'll be back to pull the garden.
Spring has proven winter cruel.
And all of summer's beauty lies there rotting.
Stripped like yours from you.
And I know I
Can't stand remembering
The dirt
Under our fingernails.
The silence,
Your defense;
Tired o.
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