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Nothing grows in my garden....
'cept weeds and wild flowers...
No roses, no fruit, no edible or delightable life...
Nothing grows in my garden...
'cept words of sorrow and discontent....
Ancient memories and perhaps regret...
In my garden nothing grows!
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