field

freedom

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we chase
in holy mischief
butterflies
on a gentle breeze
giggles and laughter
amid songs of bees
like children
lost in time

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nights
fermented in tears
slowly made my soul fertile

now I run wild
through blossoming fields
alive in eternal spring

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plough my heart
with your name

for if its you
I forget to remember

then I haven’t really remembered
anything

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