About

fluffy clouds in a summer’s sky,

paper aeroplanes flying by,

running through a field of wild flowers,

liberated by a sweet lullaby.

 

wind in the hair,

a sparkle in the eye,

a mischievous grin,

saying so much more than goodbye.

 

 

 

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