Non-Erotic PoetryI'm FreeClimbing the hills.
Of the Green Mountain State.
From the dawns early light.
Till the sun setting late.
I’m free.
Watching the clouds,
Slowly drifting by.
Almost to the top now,
And I can almost touch the sky.
I’m Free.
Listen to the silence,
As I sit here on the ground.
Far away from the lonely ones,
Sadly rushing round.
I’m free
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