in a toga
on the street
dancing, twirling
upon my feet
find me living
softly set
upon a swing
the wind in charge
of what to bring
breezily idling
through the day
dreaming where
the bluebirds sing
in the middle
of everything
find me inside
a small seedling
i'm a wildling
fresh, feisty
fearless, new
find me here
in love with you
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