Run away with me,
Blue skies, green eyes,
Think I, might need a change of scene,
What I mean, is that summer’s fading
Life’s a haze and, I miss the sun
Please come and chase a dream
With me.
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Alicia Jones Poetry 
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Love this one ❤️
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This is perfect!
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