i'll chop down
each tree
that blocks
my path
if only to see
but a glimpse
of the garden
that i seek
that i see
in my dreams.
i will cross
each river,
climb
each mount,
if only to find
what it is
that i lost
in that garden.
if i find it again,
in another place,
keep the old one,
or throw it away,
you can have
that piece
stinky.
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