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Working For A Nuclear Free City
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Quiet Place
Cross the lines down shifting lights,
Catch it's breath a stream of life,
The tallest trees stretch to the sea,
And to the edge where shadows meet.
A quiet place and nature's way,
A season comes and whispers life,
Still born again into golden dreams,
A Hiding place beneath blue skies.
Cross the lines down shifting lights,
Catch it's breath a stream of life,
The tallest trees stretch to the sea,
And to the edge where shadows meet.
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