Squinting eyes from blinding light,
warmth of the sun on my skin.
Sounds of Cardinals chirping,
breeze through my shirt.
Wind traveling across fields,
clouds passing by.
Walking the road,
living life.
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 10:35 PM UTC
Squinting eyes from blinding light,
warmth of the sun on my skin.
Sounds of Cardinals chirping,
breeze through my shirt.
Wind traveling across fields,
clouds passing by.
Walking the road,
living life.
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