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Apr 2014
Grass
Lush and soft,
Moving with the wind,
Where children run and play,
Home to the sounds of nature.
Are you thirsty?
Does it hurt when we step on you?
Please never leave us,
Grass.
Nature poem
Written by
Mike milne
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