let me dance

December 9, 2007
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i am the essence of the trees,
the roar of thunder, and the breeze
my open hand's a blooming flower
let me dance in this rain shower
to the beat of the Earth's ground
spinning, twirling, turning 'round
to the rhythm of my heart
hoping it won't tear apart
do not tell me of my pain
i will not hear, i am the rain

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