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Roots and Worms

I've came a long way , Tired, But I heard your voice, It gets slow , I go with it , In the curl of an ocean wave Until a canopy of trees, Take care of my gentleness . Softly embraced , by the windswept trees , Resting deep among the roots and worms . Yeah ! talk to me , use trees When no one is listening And , Show your face Among the new blossoms .

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