Even among the mountains and trees I cannot hide from you. In my safe haven you linger, in the air I breathe, and in the wind that rustles through the trees. Thoughts of you are like the wind, I cannot see them coming and yet they move me. These thoughts betray me. I am not the same because of you. Credit I wish I didn't have to give, but here I am with an inability to silence my thoughts of you.
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