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When I walk on the grass When I walk on the sand and feel the millions of blades of grass and feel the trillions of grains of sand under my bare feet I wonder I wonder about the grass, about the sand, I wonder about the grass, how did it grow so green about the sand, why are its grains so small the grass at night with the moon's light So pleasing the sand during day with the bright sun's rays So pleasing I love the grass, I love the sand but much more still I do love you, my fellow human being I love each moment of harmony within our large families I love each little kindness between two strangers I love the grass and sand But so much more, I do love you