Seed Grow- -
The calling is falling
It's beneath you my brother;
And out of all others;
Nature brawling;
It's balling, crying into its hands;
The mission no one understands;
Is to replenish
seed plant
reach grow
plant reach
seed grow
this be so...
HARVEST
9/20/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
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