Poem 8

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You turned that barren piece of land into a beautiful field,
land which was neglected by others.

You turned it into something so beautiful ,
by meticulously taking care of it.

You never missed a day,
but then one day,
You just forgot about it.

How?

No one knows,
and
never looked back again.

And then that garden turned into a mess of rotten plants,
withering away to nothingness.

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