like a forest is your child growing wild in the sun
Doomed in his innocence in the sun.
Gather your children to your side in the sun
tell them all they love will die, tell them why, in the sun
tell them it's not too late for today one by one
tell them to harvest and rejoice --- in the sun.
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2014/8/5 - 16:39
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