The Vast Fields

These silent fields
Where I run forever
People do stand by
I do not talk to them
I only run for you
To find where you stand
And when I’ll do
I’ll stand a mile away
Where you could see me
Sense my difficult breaths
Come running to me or
May be go away silently
Then I won’t run ever
To find anyone else
I shall be silent, still
But if you come to me
Holding each other
We shall be still, silent

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