Runaway To the Fields
I'm running in the cold winter,
I'm safe and warm,
Yet I feel the cold air.
I feel the coldness on my skin,
As I run into the dark forest.
Trying to run from the cruel world.
Trying to find solitude,
I'm scared...
I need to find the light.
A shining light to find my way.
I run through the trees.
I see a land covered with flowers,
I feel the warmth full the air,
With love and happiness.
I want this moment to last,
I want to runaway to the fields...
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