I found this not to long ago It was written in Germany one day....
She gives off vibrant colors of green, blue, yellow, pink, and orange...
To really hear the music she gives you, you need to be at peace, close your eyes, breathe deeply, and wait... her wonderful tender melody is often never heard. Her beauty was made for our enjoyment... sadly we trample and destroy her.
She gives off vibrant colors of green, blue, yellow, pink, and orange...
To really hear the music she gives you, you need to be at peace, close your eyes, breathe deeply, and wait... her wonderful tender melody is often never heard. Her beauty was made for our enjoyment... sadly we trample and destroy her.
What would be your answer to who makes the grass grow?
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