The Distant Garden

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2026-08-20 16:42:03 -

The iron gate is closed. You are on the wrong side. You hold the chain. It is cold. It bites your palms. You do not let go. You are a soldier of the night. You guard the perimeter. The perimeter is your garden. The garden is your life. The chain is the boundary. It is the only thing that holds you together. Inside the wire, the roses are dead. They are black. They are dry. They look like burnt...

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