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country road
 

 

 

Spring is back and I am so delighted.

From the high snow banks I have alighted.

 

Back to the walks I have sorely missed.

Air on my bare skin gently sun-kissed.

 

As my walk turns into a sprint,

I escape from the world of din.

 

The music drives my pace as I move.

My mind wanders with nothing to prove.

 

No makeup, no styled hair.

The road would never care.

 

The ground welcomes me back.

And no questions are asked.

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