Late night Monday thoughts …

I want to live way out in the country where no one can see..

Where I can grow things.

And find freedom that eludes me in the ever tightening circles.

Where the stars are not dimmed by street lights.

And the crickets all sing lullabies like they were written just for me.

Where no one drives in without you hearing the crunch of gravel and seeing the dirt make clouds in their wake.

And no one cares if you lie in the grass at 2 am and search the sky begging for a sign or a miracle. Pleading for the rain or the moon to take away all that bends my back and swells my heart to breaking.

LL

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