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Yesterday, I was the mist of the waterfall
Tomorrow I will be a raindrop Racing toward my destiny But today I am the cloud Floating amidst the mountain peaks The hangman’s noose is empty For I am life I cannot be destroyed The winds of adversity Buffet and mould me Yet I float free I am freedom The bird that flits happily Among olive trees I am the wind of the evergreen glades I am boundless Without secrets, without fear I am love The red ferns on mossy grass I am Now This hour, eternity I know no beginning or end I cannot be destroyed. |
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An Autumn Leaf
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