my land

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The rain falls down on earth godsent to humanity, and my tears flow with the clouds

And the trees grow from the ground with strength unmatched and the tender grass beneath my feet die with a prayer on their lips

Lay on the earth and feel her whispers coursing through your veins and feel it race your blood

So let her breathe, let her flow freely, let her live. Stop building walls on her

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