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The Garden Of Desire She was a flower once, A beautiful bud, Plucked before it could bloom. A delicate Myrtus Myrtle, Whose petals were pruned By the hands of the greedy Far too soon. She learned rather quickly That a flower was never safe So long is it grew In the Garden of Desire . This is an excerpt from an unfinished poem!! So things are subject to change but I have decided to share my writing...
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Apr 02, 2022
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