A cloud of dust from the surface rose
I watch it as a- dancin’ it goes
Reaching higher, higher and high
Spiraling up towards the sky
From between the trees it makes its
way
With the leaves, it seems to play
The scene beyond gets engulfed in
haze
With curious eyes I gaze and gaze
It goes up, it swirls and twirls
Higher still then it whirls
And then it vanishes out of my sight
Teaching me to reach great heights!
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