Wednesday Aug 18, 2004

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In my garden
Things grow in my garden
Things will grow
Then they die
Then they fall away
Then they're gone
In my garden
In my garden
We'll never grow old
We'll never grow old
In my garden
Where the dew never dries
In my garden
In my garden
These roses
These black orchids are our friends
In my garden
When we breathe
When we breathe this air
We will breathe in these things
We will breathe in these things
In my garden
In my garden
We'll never die
We'll never die
In my garden
In my garden
kingofscots:
is this yours wally?
walstafa:
Nah man, it's the Swans. It was a lovely song that I was listening to at the time. Sadly my attempts at poetic expression are nowhere near as honed.

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