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rosemary

Boots were made of leather, a breath of cologne

The mirror was a window, she sat by alone

All around her the garden grew

Scarlet and purple and crimson and blue

She came dead, she went and at last went away

The garden was sealed, when the flowers decayed

On the wall of the garden a legend did say

No one may come here, since no one may stay

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