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9h
there is a field
at the very, very end
i will meet you there
heart still, eyes facing
the wild, wide sky
there will be
a feast waiting
a table set
and there will be
enough for everyone
Written by
indi  23/F/somewhere in the sea
(23/F/somewhere in the sea)   
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