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Jan 2020
I sit here in the fields that made me dream and listen to the wind
I don’t know what it’s saying but it’s tune is sweet and innocent
It carries the whispers of lovers and settles the mind of those who cannot rest
It’s always beautiful whether the sky changes from blue to grey

The only place I feel at peace with my heart

I’m left with goosebumps on my skin
I trust it with all my emotions
If it were a woman she’d be my best friend
The chill she leaves down my spine is comforting
Time means nothing in her presence
Written by
Ollie Robinson  21/M
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