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I
see…rocks big enough to make a strong man crumble,
I hear…the wind roar,
I touch…the top of the biggest rock and it makes my skin
tremble,
I taste…the dirt that is picked up by the wind, and a
jolly rancher,
I feel…homesick , a door that closes me in a chamber,
I believe…that this was needed to feel good about nature.


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