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    Friday
    Apr212006

    waking in the garden

    Verdant paths of pedals bloom
    The touch of flowering lovers doom
    Expels the fear of living lost
    Behind the fragile fragrant tossed
    The touch of love torn candles flame
    And resplendent willowed lane
    Hath only time to tell of taste
    remember loves immortal haste
    To grave of hope and tomb of song
    And dirge of passions winter long.

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