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Jul 2020
In the garden
Towards the wall
There stood a rose
So proud and tall
The sun would shine
Way back when
But this is now
And that was then
For my garden
No longer shines
The roses petals
Now decline
For it knows
That you're not there
A carried burden
It does share
For in itself
No longer cares
The Gray Wolf
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The Gray Wolf  46/M/Australia
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