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wheat field dream part two
And now I am
alone
And I walk the road
in flowered
meadows
And I walked through
dust of
my
fellows
And I taste
the new clouds
heathered
through gray tangled
webs
feathered
Walking towards
the shadow
With my
hopeful breath
petaled
Whispering the days
after tomorrows
Will I make it?
i seldom ask
I hope to
and i scurried through
my thoughts
renewed
as the circling
dream
kept me awake
as the
heartache
searched for
a break
but at what
stake
i became
lost
underneath
me
a waterfall
so steep
i let the water
keep me asleep
run down my
back
and
wash it
away
at the edge of the
day
at the end of
come what
may
( i fall into myself again)
alone
And I walk the road
in flowered
meadows
And I walked through
dust of
my
fellows
And I taste
the new clouds
heathered
through gray tangled
webs
feathered
Walking towards
the shadow
With my
hopeful breath
petaled
Whispering the days
after tomorrows
Will I make it?
i seldom ask
I hope to
and i scurried through
my thoughts
renewed
as the circling
dream
kept me awake
as the
heartache
searched for
a break
but at what
stake
i became
lost
underneath
me
a waterfall
so steep
i let the water
keep me asleep
run down my
back
and
wash it
away
at the edge of the
day
at the end of
come what
may
( i fall into myself again)
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