Brown like Earth in its true form. Free like the breeze on a warm summer day. Flows like life, unpredictable like love, Lift my hem to the heavens above. Clothe me in dirt, set me free. Touch the soul of a younger me. With mother nature I shall flirt. Strut my stuff in my hippie skirt.
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