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Field Of Flowers

I walk in a field of flowers.
Their beauty and perfume is everywhere.
I look around myself and see someone that used to be me.
I walk in a field of flowers.
I will always be there and always will.
There I stand with you, be with you.
I look out and see you, then I knew you wanted me as much as I wanted you.

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