I must confess that I find myself in a state of despair as of late. My garden, once vibrant and alive, is now withering. The delicate balance of its existence has been disturbed, leaving me feeling helpless. The stories that once nourished the plants have ceased to inspire their growth, and the pathways that connected my garden to the world have grown faint. I do not know what to do next, my friends. I can only wait, and hope.
To all members of The Secret Garden Society, I sincerely hope that this is not my last post, however if that is the case, then I thank you for your service and your friendship.
Yours faithfully,
The Guardian of the Garden
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