

Song of Myself Better VersionSong of MyselfSong of Myself Better Version
With auburn wisps of hair flowing in the wind, she lazily sleeps among the grass She sleeps quietly and content with the world Carefree and Jubilant She sits and watches the clouds dance across their stage of endless blue
Stubborn and thickheaded she questions Always wanting to know more Nosey about everything and everyone
Dreaming of what could be She stares into the abyss, lost in her thoughts of endless wonders Of unexplored places she wishes to visit
Laughing as if no one watches she jokes and continues to laugh, not caring what ot
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