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Eucalyptus Garden

What place was that

with leaves thronging on the roots

of heavy trees?


What place was that

with old flowers persistently sticking

on to the stems, refusing to

fade away?


It was a paradise where the soothing aroma

of eucalyptus pervaded my being,

blinded my senses,

and pushed into my soul,

never to leave my memories,

existing in my conscious and

unconscious state