Free as a bird
I am a free spirit
I see the spirit in everything...
the cricketts sing, the church bells ring,
the wind blows, the truth knows,
I rise to the top like oil on water
I use negative thoughts as though it was fodder
I turn dirt into gold and never grow old,
my thoughts without limit...
Give me your peaceful spirit and I will give you a minute.
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