Once upon a time there was a garden on a high hill Standing green and blossoming against the sea And there the sun came and the rain pourin? down The garden grew and splattered bits of color on the ground And it took shape and symmetry of life around There came wind driven and howling There came snow and I feared for the garden So I built a wall and another and roofed it over thick and strong Kept it from the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune But when the sun came and the gentle rain of spring They could not find the garden behind those walls It would have died, safely, securely, died But as I watched and as I learned I tore the walls down The garden still lives
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