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Aug 2013
Then
You were the snow that I tried to shovel
You were the leaves that I tried to rake
You were the rain that I tried to collect
You were the grass that I tried to cut

But I got so tired of working so hard

Now
You are the snow that I play in
You are the leaves that I run through
You are the rain that I dance in
You are the grass that I lay in

You were not the one that needed to change
Arija E
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Arija E
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