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I was too busy watering you, love. I forgot to water myself. I dried out the garden of my own heart in order to nurture yours. I think you're happy now, that's cool. Well, here I am, waiting in my small crib of pot, Thinking who will take care of me, I'm drying out of thirst, I can't cry, I was too dry. Now I'm wondering if wet season would come again.