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I will grow..I will grow..

I will grow…
Throw me towards the soil.
Throw me towards the hot desert.
Throw me towards the bare mountain.
I will grow ..I will grow…I will grow.
I will grow, this earth is my home.

Don't throw dust into my eyes..
Don't confine me in concrete floors.
Don't dump me in noxious plasticdrums.
Indeed after this dormancy..I will grow
I am a dry seed designed by nature..
I am a dry seed designed by nature..

Need a little water, free air and
Glow of light , I will grow..I will grow.
This earth is my hope..my home..
A baby plant enclosed a dream of vivid growth.
In the tough coat , make free of stress.
Robust faith in stem, roots search in deep.
Ever green foliage come up with time
Come up come up chirrups of little birds and blooms .
A dry seed awakes the aesthetic growth.
I will grow.. this earth is my home
I am a dry seed designed by nature..




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