They, are concerned, with cutting flesh.
IN THE GREEN GARDEN, AMONGST THE FERNS, THE MAPLE TREES, THE CYPRESS, AND THE PALM TREES, ARE ALL SELECTED, ENTITIES, THEY WERE CHOSEN, CHERRY PICKING, YOU SAY?
NO, REJECTION, ACCEPTANCE, SO ON.
I LOVE SOME PEOPLE, AND I HATE SOME
SOME ARE, FETTERS TO MY JOURNEY
So i dont play with them
SOME, AID
IM SAFE IN THE HOT, SUNLIGHT, GARDEN
I CAN ALLWAYS PICK FLOEERS, PETUNIAS, AZALEAS, POPIES, CARNATION, UNDER THE STARS, LIKE A REAL POET
THAT WRITES ABOUT, BEAUTY, AND LOVE
LIKE I LOVE YOU
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