The planes and birds just fly past
the long conversations
from our history
In the doorways amongst trees
we are getting bigger by
one more breath
With loud shouts, are shared maps
for the future, showing us all
the three ways to survive
_
the long conversations
from our history
In the doorways amongst trees
we are getting bigger by
one more breath
With loud shouts, are shared maps
for the future, showing us all
the three ways to survive
_
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