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Oasis In the City

Black painted steel gates as you enter the premises Trees brought in from all over the world laid here on this land unfurled Gardens like heavens before me Many a funnel spoken by priests here in this quiet place for the deceased Small walkways lined with stones names to me all unknown Filled with history and majestic and silent mystery Quaint roads are listed by name No two are the same Paradise indeed, marvelous bushes and shrubs It has be noted there are many bird clubs that venture here Some buried with ponds on their plot Numerous bird species flock to this place A haven for people with names and no faces Tranquil water gardens trimmed with flowers Many people come here to walk for hours A church stands right near the entrance It’s medieval in appearance One hundred and seventy five acres of Victorian-era contemporary gardens from natural woodlands to formal ornamental spaces. A beauty here that truly embraces The Cemetery is widely known for its meticulous maintenance And its charm of acquaintance (This is a historical place in Cambridge Massachusetts founded in 1831)

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