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Fields of dew speckled greenery lay ahead;
soft, flowing, sweet smelling beds of grass...
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I long to become the silhouette
of the constellation that I gaze upon...
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So much to say to you
yet I can't...
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I cannot waste this opportunity...
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Your blue eyes stick in the back of my mind;
and your smile bounces around my head...
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Your name stirs my heart
and rips doubt apart...
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Hands
tremble...
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Languid lament becomes all that we know,
Or could this be a reason to fight back...
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There wiz a maid wae auburn hair
an' oh sae fair o' face...
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It is a smallish park built for soccer;
thousands of weekend kids play...
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I'm awake.
I feel my skin begin to crawl...
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A mighty tree how she stands so tall and proud
her limbs stretch out almost caressing the clouds...