Oh! the passerby of twenty first century -
Spare a moment
To listen to my voice-
To the song of this passing wind.
Oh! the passerby of twenty first century -
Share a moment
of joy and sorrow -
of simple human experience.
Oh! the passerby of twenty first century -
Stop for a moment
In your too busy world
To feel the echo of a human heart.
Oh! the passerby of twenty first century -
Wait for a moment
To pluck a few flowers from me -
They are not withered as yet,
There is a faint fragrance lingering about them.
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10/12/1993
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