My heart will ne'er be free
to push aside the longings I still feel,
My eyes will ne'er forget
the fields of patchwork green, soft rain so clean.
In my dreams I keep searching for those paths I never do find,
by those streams as they ebb and flow my heart longs to find peace, to still my mind.
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