The Distant Garden

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The rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof of the shed, a rhythmic, metallic pounding that vibrated up through the soles of my boots and settled, like a fine dust, into the hollows of my bones. I was crouched in the mud, my knees pressed deep into the slick, black earth, my fingers digging with a frantic, desperate precision to keep the roots of the *Acer campestre* from tearing free...

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