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On fertile soil I sow my seeds, willing them to grow… Every day I tend to them you see, guiding their fruits to show… With all the love I give to thee the harvest should not be slow… Should I send out concern or worry, its manifest will go…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/5/2011 9:14:00 AM
I think all of the lines have a nice flow to them. However, I'm not sure what you mean in the last line and I don't know how the title fits in. So assume I'm an idiot or clarify.
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