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Sep 2015
How does the wind know which way to blow?
And do plants KNOW they have to grow?
if they did do you think it causes them sorrow?
To provide oxygen for us with each and every gust?
A species with nothing but pride, greed, and lust?
Knowing we're just another passing phase.
(Since the planet has bad taste)
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