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Heaven is Green Should you ask what color is heaven, Wangari Maathai's voice would sing out, It is green, green as the jungle, green as the rain green as the carpet of new-planted African trees. Green is God's nature She would explain, I come not to make history, I come as a butterfly to teach that heaven is green.
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