Wild lands.

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She was like the lands a thousand miles out of town,

The lands where flowers grew wild,
letting their beautiful scent ran wild.

Where wild horses ran untamed.

Where birds sang sweetly with melodies so enchanting.

Where wild berries grew wild and tasted so sweet.

Her heart was full of life like those lands.

Her mind was like the birds that sang in the trees flying freely.

Her body full of beauty like the sweet smelling flowers.

Her soul free running like the horses.

Wild she was born,wild she was for life.

Letting no one tame her.

In the wild lands she rests,her soul running with the horses.

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