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In the garden where nobody walks,
Little giant dreams hum soft talks.
Echoes laugh, in rippling streams,
Saying things like unexpected sweets.
Did you know the tulips sing,
When nobody's there, they dance and swing?
Petals open with a giggle, a wink,
Invisible friends, made of mist and ink.
The shadow of nobody's hat sits on grass,
Watching the daisies play, as time slips past.
Cloud whispers secrets, veiling the sun,
But only in the garden where nobody runs.