There is the melody
I can't play for you,
There is the song
I can't sing for you.
Always,
I want to be with you,
Touch, feel your heart.
Between us
There is the line
I can't cross.
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at first and then carried away with my greenthumb i planted everything trees and more trees and shrubs and bamboos and vines and hanging plants almost everything and so the blooming flowers died and the grasses diminishing like some hair of this baldness but nothing is lost in this garden of poems the birds came and built their nests some are still coming every morning and then the chirping begins |
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