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Sonja M. Schneider


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When the soft winds blow
I can hear the trees whispering.
Their leaves rustling as they share
their thoughts with the Universe.
They talk about the sun, the sky,
the people that roam the earth,
they say we are all one.

~ Christy Ann Martine

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