Green, rolling plains welcome me home
I stand amidst the wind and breathe
The brilliantly blue sky beckons me to fly
The soft touch of the grass whispers for me to lie down
The field is my resting place, part of my journey
The woods lay before me, mountains all around
I hear the ocean licking the shoreline
I can taste the salt in the summer air
Though I rest, my soul continues restless
There is a presence nearby
It hides in the shadows and hates the light
I know it by name
I dare not look behind
For I know the trouble that lays there
A dense fog envelopes what was left behind
It suppresses what doesn’t belong
Fear, anger, agony await
For those who let him in
Destined to do this forever
Never again will I let him win
I hear his faint voice tugging on my heart
He plays my strings with eloquence
Though tempting, his promises are a lie
His voice breeds hollow cries
Though I press on in this beautiful valley
I can’t help but drift away
His presence follows me
and calls me by name
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