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Guide Stones

I've come to realise, as I weeded this garden of self, I have placed stones back in each wild sprouts spot.
So, what is the point of a garden that is now filled with walls of a labyrinth?
Wild plants were better than cold stone, for any life is better than no life at all...
Written by BrookeAlynn
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