I saw them cross the twilight of an age, The sun-eyed children of a marvellous dawn, The great creators with wide brows of calm, The massive barrier-breakers of the world
10/01/2007
The lungs of the world
Trees, trees, trees I love those trees - Theres more to them than roots and leaves - They take the poison from the breeze - And give to us the air we breathe - And give to us the air we breathe
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