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The Grass is Green

The Grass is Green

love me

fore you go

just a little

so, i’ll know

i was here

for a time

under the sky

the rise of the golden

sun

spilling into the milky

moon

counted all the stars

but one

the one i couldn’t see

but saw me

sitting there under a tree

watching the rain

i hear it in my sleep

like the waves

that tease me

i want to swim

to the other side

and not feel tired

picked up by the wind

i feel the dust

of the Sahara

the mirage of the sea

where i stood as a child

and believed

TL

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