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In the hot summer days of shimmering blue
I shall wander uncharted frontiers,
With the grasses prickling and cooling my soles
And the breezes bathing my ears.
Not a word shall I speak, not a thought shall I think,
As I wander with nothing to guide me;
But my spirit shall fill with unlimited love,
As if for a woman beside me.
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