Rolling plains,
Mind wide open,
Spring sky settled like an endless gray ocean.
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writer | écrivain | ékwiven
writer | écrivain | ékwiven
Rolling plains,
Mind wide open,
Spring sky settled like an endless gray ocean.
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Hayden Winston 
Love this short poem
Thank you!