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The yard was all Green, except for my mother’s Pebble Garden
I found a tooth in the garden once. I was trying to relax so I went outside- to my little backyard, and I took a look around, and there it sat- a tooth in the ground. Now, I knew teeth don’t sprout from the dirt, I knew you don’t bury them and wait for them to take root, like you’d do with any other plant. So I took a seat in the grass and took a moment to ponder whether I should pick it up and see if it would fit, or cover it and wait for a bloom.
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Dear Saint Kindness
Dear Saint Kindness, We have lost our way, So please come find us. Smile your simple smile And simply remind us: When it comes to standing together, There are tougher things Than hard times That bind us. |
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