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Swing Me Home

Clouds and trees Animals and the bees High up in the air Swinging so freely I see it all The landscapes The moon and stars Are all surrounding me Legs dangling mid air Breeze blowing Hair flowing My hearts a singing with flair All while I’m swinging mid air I’m swinging high in the sky Close to the stars But not quite there The smile on my face I cannot contain Why would I anyways It’s my happy place It feels like home And it’s swinging me closer To the moon and stars above To the very places I love.

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