You float through heather fields
Under the moonlit sky
Dancing with the wind
And praying to the stars
Up so high.
Wet grass and damp dirt
Stain your bare toes
And dragging hem
And remind you of a place called
Home.
"Ode to Joy" plays softly around you
A hush in the breeze
As you open your arms
And accept the lonely night.
You float through heather fields
And nothing can touch you.
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