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To Build A Home
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
 Out in the garden where we planted the seeds There is a tree that's old as me Branches were sewn by the color of green Ground had arose and passed its knees By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top I climbed the tree to see the world When the gusts came around to blow me down I held on as tightly as you held onto me I held on as tightly as you held onto me And I built a home For you For me Until it disappeared From me From you And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust hanz was here at 3:48 AM
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