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he was the gardener of the three flowers
he never forgot to wet their soil
he spoke to them everyday
but then instead if pouring
he began to leave it near them to pour
soon his visits shortened
but he still brought water
but then when his did come
he no longer brought water
instead he drowned them in
pesticide

-a father who's love died out

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