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There I stay in the middle of nowhere, Too rare to be with the trees and leaves, but too natural to be confined or kept

Wildflower

There I stay in the middle of nowhere,

Too rare to be with the trees and leaves, but too natural to be confined or kept

So I wept, for where do I go?

My aroma leapt throughout the woods, hoping, praying it will hear me

Them, they, who? Somewhere that I can stand tall and proud and not be in doubt

A place that when I leave I can breathe and sing and be...

Be free!

A place just for me, and not just a Wildflower.

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