This Garden

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Transplant by arminmersmann

There’s an empty spot in this garden plot in the shape of you

Bare, dead earth–no longer fertile

Nothing will grow here

The moment has passed

But the true caretaker, living up to their expectations

Carefully cultivated this land surrounding your place

And in it, a bounty

A garden that is surely thriving far more than if you’d stayed

Even with its exposed wounds of dried soil

The whole is affected by your negligence

And no attempts at placating will prompt this land to flourish

Can this garden be considered beautiful?

Even with your foolish mistakes?

Would you even know beauty if you saw it?

Questions only you can answer, but never will

I see charm here, potential in spite of this empty space

And maybe what you see

If anything at all

Doesn’t matter anymore

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