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Once there was a garden, in a land so far away |
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Many ages passed, its beauty faded with the days |
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A garden long forgotten, all birds flew with the wind |
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Only silence left |
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Once there was a secret, where wild flowers grew |
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They knew many strangers, heard stories of transient fates |
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A secret revealed, they sheltered over years |
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A mystery unsolved |
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Once there was a person, guided by a strange, odd sway |
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Her clothes were torn, her skin was scratched by thorns |
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This person had a wistful heart, fighting through the thicket |
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Desires got stronger |
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Once there was beauty, a flower never seen before |
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In among the weeds, blossoms shimmered like a rainbow |
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Her beauty oh so stunning, the sun was shining just for her |
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A human-being blinded |
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Once there was hope, in a land so far away |
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The person only had one wish, wanted to absorb her light |
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Once there was hope, but the human touched her without thought |
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She died in my arms |
