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The Meadow
I was running through a meadow
Grass course on my bare feet
Hearing the sound of our laughter echo
Through the air that sounds so sweet
The wind was in our hair
Grass clinging onto our legs
You looking so beautiful and fair
In a short dress with bare legs
The grass has never looked so golden before
The field and you is bringing me to this magical place
The leaves has never looked like something in folklore
Then, darling, to those folklore trees we shall race
The air is almost like a heaven, so pure
How long has it had to endure?
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What inspired me to write this poem was I was thinking about things in meadows that I love. It's basically a simple piece of paradise.