Secret Garden
Blooming beauties of verdant shades
That held in hearts of glassy glades
Where space and time won't halt their glow
Even the wind won't cast its blow
They're like golds kept in cloistered space
So storm won't halt their glorious grace
For, their mere view is a potent cure
Like a potion that's chaste and pure
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