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Swallowed into my sky of summer breezes
and sleepless nights of sunlight
everything I hear are screeches
standing alone under this twilight

I await in the meadows full of laughter
watching the wind sing my name
my eyes travel around the pasture
Nothing will ever feel the same.





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