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The Free In Me

I look up to see the swaying trees, step out to feel the refreshing breeze, as it rushes through my hair, taking it a breath of fresh air,
I let my thoughts roam, nothing’s set in stone,
The definition of me, my love, my life, my home,
The options, so many forks in the road,
So I look up to see the swaying trees, step out to feel the breeze, I let my thoughts, roam, stay true to the definition of me, find my fork in the road and let my love guide me.
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