11/12/02
Child of the Earth
I love the rain and the shine
The dark and the light
The cold and the warm
The morning and the night
I never close the curtains
I ride my bike to class
I smile at the shadows
And sparrows as they pass
I let the campfire smell linger in my clothes
I watch flames, not TV
I find understanding in solitude
In the woods I am free
I never use a flashlight
I sleep under the stars
I listen to the speaking trees
And break through inner bars
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