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The girl and her charms
beauty isn’t always everything 
from the start
I, me, and my
meant everything in the world
to her. 
It’s a shame really,
the garden 
had to come crashing 
down on broken promises. 
What did you expect
with last year’s beauties
strewn heavily about
its easy to understand
the seasons need changing. 
With a soft eagerness
the beds are cleared
a way forward
I suppose 
the soil is soft and ready
for this summer’s
breathtaking beauties.