the greens   the garden was never quite chauncey right you see- it's turned to brown and as for that directional adjective that's left it's now both verb and noun where yellow growth from fiddling shrouds color we used to see the bright, inventive and careless our great actor's legacy   peek inside the garden the green and beautifully free if ethics is survival ten times happy me copyright 2002 Blue Who & OldShoe
  
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