The sunlight rests upon the grassy lea
The breeze blows gently o’er my brow
The sky is cloudless like a pale blue sea
My scattered thoughts are gathered now
I wonder about who I am
I wonder who I’m meant to be
About my hopes, my dreams, desires
Of whether I am truly me
Basking in the rays of sunshine
Just laying there upon my back
A bright future soon to be mine
If only I can find the track
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I like this one.
ReplyDeleteMakes me think of Stevenson. Specifically it reminds me of Kidnapped for some reason.
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