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Life Nature Please Live On William Lim Do, age 9 Facing the living fields with fresh breeze. Butter cups with golden suns...full with forgiveness. The lupines of century left the life for the whistling wind, When blue eyed grasses stare at the new deep sky. Ready with the silver birds Giving rhythm for their mystical poem of songs... In the distance of north stares at the streak of black life... Trees with old burnt bark smell of white sweetness.. Thank you nature of shadows and light. Thank you with my living devotion... Paintbrush you have given me plenty.. I love you my living spirit. Now I must carry on. |
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