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Garden Screen

Deep into the garden screen  
Inside the perfect square  
Therein lies stalactite greens  
And hence the rabbit hare  
 
Through the hatch of openings  
Is where escaped the gate  
In swing it swept a concrete stream  
Where gypsum grew the grapes  
 
 
Who’s to say we finish long  
As if we do at all,  
Inside in-framed in symmetry  
We learn to walk then crawl.
Written by Pishashee
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