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The Gardener
He devotes such tireless efforts
To nurture one's possibilities
Investing his all into a future
That his flower can not yet see
Such reverence for it's youth
From this good and faithful man
Sun kisses upon the flowers face
Guided by his gentle hands
The Gardener grows the flower
With undying faith has he
In hopes to heal the womb
And create anew to be
He kneads the fruitless earth
Once a dry and ravaged land
He waters his lovely flower
As only the Gardener can
Oh his depth of adoration
What a loving Gardener is he
To grow from the empty nothing
into the woman he sees in me.
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