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I planted a tree in your
holy garden. Made my
way through old auditoriums
of memories playing on dirty
screens. This place is not
what I thought it was.
I was not who I thought I was.
I watered the sand bank until
it collapsed down to the rest
of the earth. Soon a stream
will wash away the seed,
seemingly all for nought.

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