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In the garden of sounds
All boom and bang
No thinning out
Of this or that
A chaotic setting
For instruments to be lost
For morning birds to be obscured
And a child’s words to be misheard
And the weeds that cluttered the mind
Took over
Like cymbals and screaming
All when this garden got away
And was not tended
In any way
©Entirety 2017

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