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30/4 - feels like hay

🌾 Sometimes the hay is tall and the meadow goes on for miles. The sun burns your big toes sticking out of your torn boots. And you're thirsty for young dreams in light sandals and summer dress. You see shadow under a tree. You hear lungs calling for rest. But still you keep going. There's something you simply can't live without. You may not know what. But it's that something unknown that's the motive you carry and reason you hold. Behind the next hill. Maybe. Maybe a pond full of answers and clear hope. Maybe. With straw hat and heart-shield, you keep going.

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