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And so one day we met and you let me into your garden    you showed me all your flowers    we watered them together          some you resisted          some you openly accepted Even the flowers you didn't notice initially   you let us water them   you had the courage to take out the wretched weeds                   they were taking over some of the other plants, anyway You cleared space         gentle countenance, planted new beginnings Some weeds grew back            this time you wore special gloves to remove them            you didn't get gashed like before            you were even gracious to the weeds You honoured their growth knew the time ensued for their parting for if not they would usurp                          enshroud You watered and watered Your flowers expanded           radiated unearthed their redolence Became the gardener Celebrated the seasons it took to uncover the contours of                      gardening Your garden                                                 inflorescence Maintained Now your resting place not a menacing thicket Your refuge alcove
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Aug 19, 2024
Aug 19, 2024 at 1:20 PM UTC
The Gardener
And so one day we met and you let me into your garden    you showed me all your flowers    we watered them together          some you resisted          some you openly accepted Even the flowers you didn't notice initially   you let us water them   you had the courage to take out the wretched weeds                   they were taking over some of the other plants, anyway You cleared space         gentle countenance, planted new beginnings Some weeds grew back            this time you wore special gloves to remove them            you didn't get gashed like before            you were even gracious to the weeds You honoured their growth knew the time ensued for their parting for if not they would usurp                          enshroud You watered and watered Your flowers expanded           radiated unearthed their redolence Became the gardener Celebrated the seasons it took to uncover the contours of                      gardening Your garden                                                 inflorescence Maintained Now your resting place not a menacing thicket Your refuge alcove
To all those on the voyage to heal their traumas and burdens, sowing their renewal with the fortitude to vulnerably seek support —honorary social beings.
mazzy
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Aug 19, 2024
Aug 19, 2024 at 1:20 PM UTC
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