In the silence of the forest
once upon a time
a tree put out a few green leaves
soft as soft and green as green
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the sad face of truth
is a bitter pill to swallow
oft it's something i avoid
rather'n face by myself
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anna i truly
would not presume
to be altruistic
but a wish is a desire
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as i was writing
i felt a little blow
something seemed to show
a little bit too slow
...
gentle breeze blowing low
where have you been
the flowers are asleep
and so are the birds
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in the garden of the east
i saw the pink fairy fly
sparkling trails i saw her leave
as i've seen in picture books
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Oh Love Divine!
Truth everlasting,
Light of my life and Friend for eternity
give me your Grace
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</>Pebbles in my path
stubbles on my chin
mindsets i cannot change
keep me on a stumble
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</>its nice if you know
where you want to go
i always wish i did
i mean know where to go
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