Lost in lustrous green fields.
Imagining what is about to be.
My heart yields along with the wind.
This car has power, one hundred and twenty miles an hour.
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wow, an amazing poem about loving who you are, i'm still trying to get to the point were i like my self. an awesome poem! ! ! ! !