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Woods
I can imagine...
The touch of
the wind...
Stroking and
flirting
With all the
leaves!
Remembering the
taste...
Of the free
time
Singing them sweet
lullaby!
Magical rainy day
will come...
To spoil the
earth
With huge sunrise!
Woods will grow
happy
woods will grow
fast!
Living the
memory...
Of silence and
past!
The touch of
the wind...
Stroking and
flirting
With all the
leaves!
Remembering the
taste...
Of the free
time
Singing them sweet
lullaby!
Magical rainy day
will come...
To spoil the
earth
With huge sunrise!
Woods will grow
happy
woods will grow
fast!
Living the
memory...
Of silence and
past!
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Woods
Woods