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Meandering, staggering, the squelch of fun I cross the field of dreams  To step off the world, just for a while  Is all one needs it seems  You captured my heart, I cannot explain  What you do to me  The world outside, a thing of the past  I'm wrapped in a bubble of glee  You're good for the soul but that's not all You take my troubles away  And if I could, no matter how I ache  A few more days I'd stay  But a few more days is never enough  I never want to leave  My heart, forever in your mud  The real world you reprieve  And as all the years go by  I never do forget  All of the joy you give to me  And I ain't seen nothin yet **
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Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 1:58 PM UTC
The Field of Dreams
Meandering, staggering, the squelch of fun I cross the field of dreams  To step off the world, just for a while  Is all one needs it seems  You captured my heart, I cannot explain  What you do to me  The world outside, a thing of the past  I'm wrapped in a bubble of glee  You're good for the soul but that's not all You take my troubles away  And if I could, no matter how I ache  A few more days I'd stay  But a few more days is never enough  I never want to leave  My heart, forever in your mud  The real world you reprieve  And as all the years go by  I never do forget  All of the joy you give to me  And I ain't seen nothin yet **
lucy-ennis
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Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 1:58 PM UTC
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