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Aug 2020
Running in the forest
Over rocks, through streams;
Not much more here for us,
At least it seems.
Wanna grow wings,
Learn how to fly,
Listen to the Spirit who sings,
Kiss the clouds in the sky.
If the world ends tonight,
I want to die intertwined
With you in my sight,
Nothing on my mind
Except your heart against mine.
Written by
Earthen Heart  F/Tennessee
(F/Tennessee)   
79
   Mark S
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