Taste and see, the goodness of the Lord. Not the one below the earth, the One that could afford. All the trees that lean and sway, the ones I drink from night to day. How sweet it is and then I note-- the fun I have in all I wrote.
The goodness of life is in the tree.
Emerald green a long life. Golden hue, God's delight. Visceral White and Sweet like Cait. I will see the likes of light and the Dreams of gay.
What is your color, and pick your crown. For the spirit knows best everything around. From toes to hip, feeling sound. A whirling form knows a name and place. Without anger, to fully erase.
One method above. Who is the prettiest? Hold on to the good with all your might. Don't send me there Joanna. More positive life, asunder!
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