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Grass Fields

I dream of lying days long
In grass fields full of birdsong
So that i might sing
Or touch the inside of my being

My awakened state these days is fair
So why must i stay in it,
A society designed not to care?

Perhaps i’ll just tread lightly,
Or rather share that i’m quite perplexed
Not anymore showing my previous signs of despair 
But believe you me have i been there
Burdensome days of which i know best

It is in nature where i reside
And only there i can call home
Your brick houses, neighborhoods
Never there was i understood
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Mo Avatar
March 6, 2024 at 11:21 PM
For me I dream of taking an invisible craft and float away just to observe and be at peace. Yes society today seems disconnected but understandably some people are dealing with some kind of inner turmoil while others don't care. Its a broken world. Well writ
Jane Avatar
March 6, 2024 at 11:31 PM
Wow that does sound peaceful to do. Your perspective on the disconnection is very valid and true. It can be quite sad to think about however I hold hope! Thank you so much.
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