Walking through the meadow
Pretending it's the sea
Drowning in the sweet sun
Twirling through the colors
Oblivious still somewhat sound
A love so rapturous
Even the flowers were staring
Circling, circling until we grew dizzy
Dreary
Weary
Overcome by time
Our love's gone asunder
Will the flowers remember?
When I'm alone in a corner of the sea
and your off to the moon......
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