The Mistress of Word Play

I long to walk beyond life's despair
which this world holds for me.
I long to run and hide elsewhere
someplace young, wild, and free.

I long to dwell in peace and harmony
a special place where I can hide
Somewhere to live eternally,
that lovely place love does abide.

I long to feel the sunlight's heat
bearing down upon my face.
Somewhere I can run in bare feet
and vanish without a trace.

I long to hear the bluebird
as in the cherry tree it sings.
I long to hear a gentle word
among so many other things.

I long to see some smiling face
someone who might understand.
I long to find some other place
where I can learn to take a stand.





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