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I was born from the trees My roots grow for miles I am a child of the sun And i live be the moon My friends are flowers And i blossom with colors I will grow throughout my life And i will die amung the trees They will cut me down like i was dead, They will harm my flower friends They will destroy my roots And take away my sun, my moon But i will still be here, My leaves flowing through the wind I will plant my seeds and grow again.
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Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 6:35 PM UTC
Flower Child
I was born from the trees My roots grow for miles I am a child of the sun And i live be the moon My friends are flowers And i blossom with colors I will grow throughout my life And i will die amung the trees They will cut me down like i was dead, They will harm my flower friends They will destroy my roots And take away my sun, my moon But i will still be here, My leaves flowing through the wind I will plant my seeds and grow again.
rachael-judd
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Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 6:35 PM UTC
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