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I stand in the long grass,
It rustles in the wind.
The wind blows all around me,
On my face.

The wind is free.
It runs over blades of grass,
Making them laugh,
It tickles them.

I stand by a stream,
It's burbling fills my ears.
It swirls, swirls all around,
Over rocks and sand.

The stream is free.
It giggles, and ripples,
Turning corners, rounding bends,
I smile, watching it leave.