Trees are the days of our lives


On any given Sunday, you find the birds and bees, singing soliloquies to the ants and flees.
In Africa we grow as one, reaching up, breathing deep. . . For our lust for life, far out ways our disillusionment with that which is known to the powerful bellowing from their towers of might.


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