Gust of winds
The leaves move with every gust of wind
Its not hard for the earth to do
Now people on the other hand are like tin
What I'm telling you is true
Every gust of wind picks up the leaves so easily
But for people to do that is hard
People break hearts to the point they need healing
Maybe its because the shards of our hearts are too sharp
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