So wild
So free
Running through the meadows
Of all sorts of colors
A blend of flowers and grass
Run where you want
You’re a free soul
Go to an unknown place
Visit an unknown face
Run free
Run wild
To your own meadow
Full of your own flowers
Don’t let them take you away
Don’t let them box your soul
Throw it out to the world
Throw your heart
But be sure not to let it fall
It’s a game
Never letting your heart fall to the ground
Never letting it touch
I wonder how long we can last
Before it finally touches
Even the most small amount
Can we pick it back up
Can we put the pieces back together
Sure we can
We can run wild
We can run free
Into the meadows
Into our own places
Our own imagination
Takes us there
Our own imagination
Is our free, wild world
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