Everything Blue

A HitchHiker PoetA HitchHiker Poet Posts: 129
Love to hear the wind cry
into a blue sky

To say goodbye to someone
in the sky light

It was hard at the time
but as the wind blew through my hair, I slowly forgot
about you and the flat plains of the North

I'm going to where the mountains have no peaks
and the sky is never grey

Going where I can see for miles and miles
Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet..
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