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                                                                                                                                                                    from 5-29-86     When I moved in I didn’t see the border of bleeding hearts encircling the yard rosy chambers leaking bloodless drops of white   I lost her wild asparagus. I admit to letting him remove the horseradish though it would have pleased my daddy And the rhubarb fades turns woody before I notice But overall   I respect her plantings dutifully cru...

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