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Drinking away my paranoia with the sweet taste of people
By the presence of others and the attraction of coffee walking by
The spirit of the sky changing from light to dark
As night brings forth a gentle poetry breeze shaking the paper leaves
A perfect fit was happening snaking the river through the desert
Breathing life to the flourishing banks in the changing weather
The white monkeys swinging from tree to tree playing in the black snow
As the owl sits perched watching the gray water stirring from below
Shaking the golden sand from the rivers very floor
Seeding the world with color for humans to adore
(Poetry to Grow a Tree)
Drinking away my paranoia with the sweet taste of people
By the presence of others and the attraction of coffee walking by
The spirit of the sky changing from light to dark
As night brings forth a gentle poetry breeze shaking the paper leaves
A perfect fit was happening snaking the river through the desert
Breathing life to the flourishing banks in the changing weather
The white monkeys swinging from tree to tree playing in the black snow
As the owl sits perched watching the gray water stirring from below
Shaking the golden sand from the rivers very floor
Seeding the world with color for humans to adore
(Poetry to Grow a Tree)
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