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Leaves | ||
| Leaves are dancing to and fro, Picking up the slightest breeze. But they can no distance go Till they leave their parent trees. Youngsters feel the breeze as well. It can push them many ways. If their parents taught them well They will see through all the haze. Pressures of the world are great, Buffeting the strongest soul. Still God's own can celebrate. He has pow'r to make them whole. | ||
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