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I hear you love


I hear the trees calling to me. 

They say " Come child and be free."

I hear the winds whisper to me.

They say " Come home and breathe with me."

I hear the sweet sound of his voice.

He says " Come to me." 

I reply all the same.

I simply say " I hear you love."

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