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Birth of the Garden's End
A tongue of an empty seed,
Sat in the corner of a house full of cracks,
Soon slept silently beneath the shadows,
Behind a pillar with pride that it holds.
After a pleasant dream breaks,
The sun's eyes came to wake,
Blinding the seed as...
Sat in the corner of a house full of cracks,
Soon slept silently beneath the shadows,
Behind a pillar with pride that it holds.
After a pleasant dream breaks,
The sun's eyes came to wake,
Blinding the seed as...
