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following the sun

these are stories in my hands  

travelled timeless memoirs, and how they stand  
 
the trials again  
 
suspended in the ageless dream  
 
 
 
wind flows right through me  
 
a sunshine inside  
 
when i stay away  
 
from the clouds in me  
 
 
 
where to find myself  
 
when i can’t hear a voice  
 
heading to the green grasses  
 
ive come to find you
 
and take you home
Written by mariellewrites
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