A green place
The breeze blowing, I can feel it on my neck
Time to.......just be
Inhale. Exhale.
I can let the words flow.
Unfettered.
I have time to sit, to figure out what's inside today
Time to let it happen
Then, I rise and seek you out
We can wrap around each other
And for this, too, there is time
Time to melt, blend together, and come away.....altered.
This is what freedom feels like.
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