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This place the world has made for me
Running through the wild grass
 all you see is sky
 time is held in a bottle of glass
 and passes through your fingers as it goes by
 
 your tangled hair is free
 green leafs poke through your toes
 you run and climb with glee
 wrinkling the dusty freckles on your noes
 
 sun beats down upon your back
 there are splinters in your feet
 no innocent sweetness you seem to lack
 and you smile at every creature you meet
 
 you fill your chest with a deep breath of valley air
 taking in a sweet smell made by a honey bee
 no ocean or mountain could ever compare,
 you think, with the place this world has made for me

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