Emilee Holt

Where the mountains and the clouds

Vie for their place in the sky

There was a little pine tree that stood

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The moon was in its last quarter phase the day you were born

Time for action and transition according to the lore

Your mommy or daddy reads the pages of your sleepy-time book

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An explosion of flowers!

So many different colors

And kinds I did not know

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An explosion of flowers!

So many different colors

And kinds I did not know

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I live far away from where I am from

I am in a different land

Across the waters

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I am a person

I am alive

I want to live

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The leaf was attached to a branch for decades

Every year it returned

Suddenly one day the branch

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She’s a little bird

Tiny really

She moves like a butterfly

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I didn’t sleep last night

My mind was running

Like the old tape roll

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My body is tired

My soul is tired

My bones ache

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