Thursday, December 24, 2009. I have biult a wall. I have created a mask of smoke. On the secrets dripping off my black stained lips. Lies have created my spine. And the claws inserted from the darkness. Theres nothing left to do. My hair falls in my cement face. And covers what use to be my eyes. You would never know me,. If I took off my disgiuse. All I know is going up in flames.

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Heale House and its eight acres of beautiful gardens lie beside the river Avon at Middle Woodford, just north of Salisbury, Wiltshire. Much of the house is unchanged since King Charles II hid here in 1651. When visitors step into the garden at Heale House they are immediately transported into a magical and varied paradise of running streams and exuberant planting that they return to time and again to experience its many different moods throughout the seasons.