DECOMMISSION : //

In whispers of wind and forgotten lanes,

Lies a world where redemption reigns.

Where trash transforms, in nature's embrace,

Into a garden of hope, a sacred space.

Each piece forgotten, each fragment of night,

Finds purpose anew in the morning light.

Nature's caress turns waste to wonder,

In this dance of life, where no thing is asunder.

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‘‘ : / / material - plaster, dry plants, eggs container ‘‘