Alone Isn't Always A Bad Thing

Looking left and right but no one to be seen Walking down this meadow grass Bare feet softly stepping on the wavey grass Grass slipping in between your toes As you fall backwords your fall is cushioned by the grass Blindly staring at the blue lightly cloudy sky The clouds shaping into many different shapes The wind whistling through your ears Like nature is singing you a lullaby As you close your eyes You slowly fall into a deep slumber

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