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Aug 16
Call the serene voice of the flower out in the scene of natures play
A standing ovation of the trees towering over, marked roots here to stay
Small and insignificant grass try to find something to say
But allmighty sky never lets grass get it's way
Serene voice of the flower speak up for those without a voice
Sadly this play is catered for the fortunate, helping others is only an untouched choice
Written by
Aya
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