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Ruthbee

dance

I used to dance

among the trees and grasses

among the rivers and leaves

I used to dance

with the wind on its way

begging and pleading that it would stay

But like everything else on this earth

the trees

the grasses

the rivers

the leaves

will all pass away

Even the wind

won't be able to stay

Why must they leave?

Why must they go?

Why can't we dance?

I can't possibly know.