.Clouds descend on grass grown wild
Tall and grand, lush in hand
They bend in air as man in prayer>I'm weaving through, trying to get to you
I'm running past birds of dawn
They sing like heaven, they're leading on
Yet I don't see slow-motioned wings
Like gold in sun, how it could.
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