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Jun 2013
I wander through the empty field
Nothing but me and flowers,
It makes me feel so free
And I could stay here for hours.

Especially when the sun goes down
And the moon rises judging us all,
I escape its judgmental eyes
And I feel 10 foot tall.
Written by
Tori ward
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