Rains soak me
Give mea bath
The morning sunshine
Paint me shy and pink
The azure of the sky
I gives me a call-
A call of the wild
To roam about
In the autumn breeze
I have always wanted
To flee,
So as to be there
High up in the sky
That lie-
So vast, so wide, so open.
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