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Wild One


I’m one the of wild

Nature’s child

 

Ours find comfort

With the tall brick walls

of the schools, the shops and malls

 

I find comfort in the wind and trees

The birds and the bee’s

 

I’m one the of wild

Nature’s child

 

They tell me sit down

To stay in place

To calm down

 

They wonder why i’m not like the others

Who are litttle copies of one another

 

I’m one the of wild

Nature’s child

 

But there’s a place

A place i can go

A place where wild things roam

There I’m no longer alone

 
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