In A Natural Sense
Dancing like the trees, you change like the leaves.
When the fall comes.
Who will catch you?
The tides are coming in strong and hard.
Will my roots keep my soul, spirit, and mind grounded?
Love vs. Politics, shall we debate?
So in a natural sense you are the earth and I am fire.
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