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How does the ocean paints so well ? The inkblots of white That populates the sky How does a drop of water Turns to a mirror How can a cloud feel? And some forest leaves, smile as emeralds And a rose, sings love And a sunflower, passes as a guide to a star above How one does not appreciate a star That is inside his eye but yet still far How one does not appreciate the moon That soothes the air not too soon That caresses the expressions of the ocean How one does not feel the sun That is ever-present inside each and everyone
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Mar 26, 2021
Mar 26, 2021 at 8:12 AM UTC
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How does the ocean paints so well ? The inkblots of white That populates the sky How does a drop of water Turns to a mirror How can a cloud feel? And some forest leaves, smile as emeralds And a rose, sings love And a sunflower, passes as a guide to a star above How one does not appreciate a star That is inside his eye but yet still far How one does not appreciate the moon That soothes the air not too soon That caresses the expressions of the ocean How one does not feel the sun That is ever-present inside each and everyone
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19/M/Brasil escreve com S
Mar 26, 2021
Mar 26, 2021 at 8:12 AM UTC
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