In Garden's Dark (1988)
In Garden's Dark where moving shadows flourish
and sins about yet lonely flowers perish
I sit yet, still 'neath some untended bower
and hope, still hope, to glimpse just one last flower
In Garden's Dark where moving shadows flourish
and sins about yet lonely flowers perish
I sit yet, still 'neath some untended bower
and hope, still hope, to glimpse just one last flower
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