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Beautiful

What a beautiful world do you not see a place of welcome where all is balance the sky is bright the grass though not soft tickles my feet though this is not my home it is a beautiful world laughter rings through the trees as a spring trickes its song and leaves crackle beneath I am happy I live here now Waiting to go home

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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