Heart's Haven
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In a garden of rare flowers
named 'Heart's Haven' by Perdita
and her silent accomplice, Ophelia,
your feet sheathed in silver slippers,
your hands warmed in the softest gloves.
a cloak of flesh
wrapped around your body,
your soul thrown into the heart
of things
by a deliberate gesture,
you live in a conscious happiness
that has lasted unperturbed
for three decades... I have
traveled many miles to witness
this, only this, nothing else.
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