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Summer breezes Blowing by Not freezing But heating The big blue sky The clouds roll on Past the bright sun The Eagle flies by And all the crows follow Past the man in suit and tie He's talking on his cellphone Doesn't know what's going on The badger and her cub Buried deep in the burrow Collects food to eat Then goes back to hide
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Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 11:37 AM UTC
Nature is natural isn't it
Summer breezes Blowing by Not freezing But heating The big blue sky The clouds roll on Past the bright sun The Eagle flies by And all the crows follow Past the man in suit and tie He's talking on his cellphone Doesn't know what's going on The badger and her cub Buried deep in the burrow Collects food to eat Then goes back to hide
I went from high in th Sky to lower on the streets then to underneath the dirt
claire-blyth
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Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 11:37 AM UTC
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