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PAINTED ELEPHANTS
Dreams of painted elephants, yellow and blue
Creatures of the wild hide from human devastation
Trees fall, roots detach from the nurturing ground
When will a leaf become your heart’s blanket?
Tears fall in slow motion on a dark Madonna’s face
Wind blows the desert sand, stars shine upon the ocean
Andromeda our far away home sings to us
Pleads to us, heal the ancient Grail wound,
Let the power play you, the blood of mammals
Is a river than runs in the veins of a human child
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