Feeling Free whenever Im here, I can shout, I can scream as well. Nobody is here just me, I love here yesterday and today. It's not my thing to go to the city, I love the meadows and the fields, This is where I grow and live. Fresh feeling and atmosphere they give. Don't just stare on them, I touch the grasses and sit in here. Oh how lovely the feeling was, Alone and nowhere in the grass.
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