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Boots were made of leather, a breath of cologne
The mirror was a window, she sat by alone

All around her the garden grew
Scarlet and purple and crimson and blue

She came dead, she went and at last went away
The garden was sealed, when the flowers decayed

On the wall of the garden a legend did say
No one may come here, since no one may stay
Boots were made of leather, a breath of cologne   The mirror was a window, she sat by alone      All around her the garden grew   Scarlet and purple and crimson and blue      She came dead, she went and at last went away   The garden was sealed, when the flowers decayed      On the wall of the garden a legend did say   No one may come here, since no one may stay