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I placed these spring flowers
Mourners, scattered to the wind
Eager gardeners
Drowned eyes
How I hate them
These thick walls
Beneath my feet, six feet underground
Kisses of brambles and ivy
Passenger in an embrace
Less lonely
How I hate them
These thick walls of life
The scratch of my fingers
Pearls so red
Wild brambles avenged
Me outside
You underneath
Silent cries
Mutes
I placed these summer flowers
Lily of the valley and jasmine are arranged
Eager gardeners
With eyes closed
How I hate them
These thick walls
How I hate them
These thick walls
When I hate them
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