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Mar 14
You're everywhere in this garden
I cant escape your sight
Your the grass by the path
The Moss on the stump
Leaves raked up into a little clump
Algea on the water
Adding life to never-ending blue
Even the depths of that void cannot contain you
For you lay upon the riverbed
Dancing with the stream
You're the weeds in the cracks
Poking through my drive
You embody life in every single way
We'll miss you come winter
When your influence fades
When life feels ghostly
So we wait until spring
And watch you bloom again
You're the colour in this garden
Green Green Green
Thomas Burge
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Thomas Burge  22/M/England
(22/M/England)   
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