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| Can you see yourself here among the stars? |
In the veins of the trees
Lay the history of my country
Their roots hold me tight
To the stability of my core.
History can change,
So will the trees
Their fruits juicier
Their seeds more eager
To grow, at a new pace
The Earth ever happy
To provide solidity
And yet she, herself, feels
Held tighter by the loving flows
Of stars’ messages to her eternity.
Call your friends. Don’t let them die.
Remind them that they belong to Me.
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