EARTH

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My home ,no place will disclose the fact
Where all things are given a chance
Where we can elect daily chancellor's
Where life it's a it's so peark
Where some days are dark

Earth a breadth of air
As I sit
It does not hate a soul nor hurt them
Seasons that change from months
Soil so rich we can grab easily

No misconception or fear
As the Sun can't rise on our heads
As we witness the moon in full display
Even those who step in it are disloyal
Earth my home yet there's no other

Plants blooming each then
Birds on the sky ,praising
Human on songs of joy
Earth is my home ,the source of life

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