I love all the green things.
Is it true?
That you could love the green the way I do?
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The earth bursts forth,
buoyant with life.
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It should not be allowed,
For the sky to be so wide--
cerulean and empty--
stretching over all the new life.
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I'm dying because I love the earth so needlessly.
The bright open sky,
eats me alive.
I plant my feet,
to grow like a tree.
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