9/30 - The Garden
13 April 2012 01:23![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Each tulip made of lego calls my name. It’s this fragile garden right here, the one that has no need of water, the one created by children’s hands, that waves in the breeze near my naked feet. And every step hurts like every step does when adult feet are stepping on children’s toys.
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