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Leave me a place I can stand
and feel the cool water
Leave me a land I can feed
not stalked by a hunter
Leave me a sky I can soar
and air to breathe clean
Leave me a land I can roam
not chased by a machine
In leaving me this land
You give it to yourself
In leaving me this sky
You are saving yourself
by Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit
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\(o.o)/...© Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit 2003 - Present ...\(o.o)/
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I created the painting 'Bird Marsh' in Bryce 4 and Paint Shop Pro
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