I worship at the Temple Of The Tree;
that is the place my heart feels free.
Gaia Rocks my battered old soul;
it’s open air that keeps me whole.
Forest or seaside walking with Gaia;
nothing on earth can take me higher.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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