The Grass

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The grass so green 

Dead so soon 

Winter comes, and the grass goes 

Turning brown, covered in snow 

Grass being flattened 

By footstep, cars 

But It grows back, every time

Green as before 

Just as bright 

Spreading seeds, giving life 

The grass so green

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A/N: a short senseless poem...

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