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FIRST SONGS: 8 by HILDA CONKLING

First Line: BLOSSOMS IN THE GROWING TREE
Last Line: SMILING . . . SMILING . . .

Blossoms in the growing tree,
Why don't you speak to me?
I want to grow like you,
Smiling . . . smiling . . .



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