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Wild Flower (vocal version)
Time spent hiding, residing just beneath the ground,
Slowly growing and sowing your roots all around.
Flowing and weaving and knowing you’re leaving your home
How brave you are, how brave you are.
You’re emerging and surging upwards for the sun
Reaching higher, desire is your smoking gun.
Swaying and sighing, praying and buying more time
Slowly greying, return to where you had begun.
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