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     Your Spice Garden
    

     Wondrous odours waft across
     from your spice garden,
     as flailing axe heaves
     and cleaves sandal tree
     you robe its blade in gentle perfume.

     Like subtle scented herbs
     on stony garden path,
     you clothe with wounded fragrance
     those feet that crush your greenest leaves,
     as wondrous odours waft across
     from your spice garden.