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In a field Turn round and around Until the sky becomes the earth Until the wind becomes The motion to carry a thought Until love moves at the speed of sound and rests upon a star And falls on solid ground With a blanket of the heaven to break its fall
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Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 10:59 AM UTC
Speed of Sound
In a field Turn round and around Until the sky becomes the earth Until the wind becomes The motion to carry a thought Until love moves at the speed of sound and rests upon a star And falls on solid ground With a blanket of the heaven to break its fall
Just wanted to write as I sat on a train and watched a girl spinning in field whilst at play Looking up at a blue sky I wondered if her emotions had taken her feet off the ground To all those in love you must feel this every second I know I do Thank you V
darrel-weeks
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Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 10:59 AM UTC
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