I sit silently under the tree
and watch the greens soak up the sun
the Earth beneath my feet
I smell freedom
everything is being reborn
a new start, a second chance
I'd give a life time to be like the flowers that bloom
time and time again
a cycle that repeats
like a spinning record
this is the season of life
every life has value
everything has a purpose
we're all important
we're all equal
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