A wall of trees, all alike.
I stand alone during mid-day hike
The sun above struggles through
Hits the ground, life starts anew.
My friends look up, so far away
To see the same sun on a different day
I stand alone during mid-day hike
The sun above struggles through
Hits the ground, life starts anew.
My friends look up, so far away
To see the same sun on a different day
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