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grass floor a tree all alone wishing there was some one there beside him n.m.m.
The lonely meadow reminds me of the way I am.Deep dark secrets I have.jmc
Shadows rising from thedarkness, your alone nobodies there BOOM your goneby mrc
As I look throuthg the clow windowand see the path of freedom that my way out. eah
I am alone but the grass comeforts me.I think the dirt may be a goodplace to be. by clr
A path of freedom among tall hill and all around it.HEM
greeny grassmanure dirt hilly top earth dirt on the streetwhat a country. MAP
One side of me is dirt and the other is grass and got a tree.HEA
sandy dirt fling around like a stormas we rush byleaves dropping fastby mgh
down in the open were the skies are blue you'll be dreaming on are clouds .rfl
I look out at the horizon I see a dark cloud the cloud weak but determined a spiral.by m.k.l
open tree of life .Thy should not fight.Love and harmony with in me. M.E.C
Tree's whisper don't you hear.They say my name.You are pretty they all say.jmc
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grass floor a tree all alone wishing there was some one there beside him
n.m.m.
The lonely meadow reminds me of the way I am.Deep dark secrets I have.
jmc
Shadows rising from the
darkness, your alone
nobodies there BOOM your
gone
by mrc
As I look throuthg the clow window
and see the path of freedom that my way out. eah
I am alone but the grass comeforts me.I think the dirt may be a good
place to be. by
clr
A path of freedom among tall hill and all around it.
HEM
greeny grass
manure dirt
hilly top earth dirt
on the street
what a country.
MAP
One side of me is dirt and the other is grass and got a tree.HEA
sandy dirt fling
around like a storm
as we rush by
leaves dropping fast
by mgh
down in the open were the skies are blue you'll be dreaming on are clouds .
rfl
I look out at the horizon I see a dark cloud the cloud weak but determined a spiral.
by m.k.l
down in the open were the skies are blue you'll be dreaming on are clouds .
rfl
open tree of life .Thy should not fight.Love and harmony with in me.
M.E.C
Tree's whisper don't you hear.They say my name.You are pretty they all say.
jmc
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