Conservation (Remove filter)
Our Lungs
Be still, and feel
This gentle breeze
That brushes by
With careful ease
And ruffles leaves
Upon their trees
And scatters far
Their fruitful seeds
Which vein the earth
To start anew
So you and I
Can live here too!
Wednesday 19th May 2021 11:18 am
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