Just
Be
It
is once in a lifetime
She
dreamt of it
The
perfect day
Warm
breezes
Bright
sun
And
fluffily clouds
The
perfect day
To
go to a field
Lie
down in the grass
And
just be
The First Poet By Lord R.e. Taylor We know not who it was Someone in our ancient past Whether a man or a woman We will most likely never kno...
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