I feel the brown mud wiggling between my toes.
I feel the blue of the blue sky seeping into every pore of my head.
I ran through the fields… swamp… swamp… swamp.
Here I am a kid once again… run to the swamp…swamp… swamp.
I feel the blue of the blue sky seeping into every pore of my head.
I ran through the fields… swamp… swamp… swamp.
Here I am a kid once again… run to the swamp…swamp… swamp.
-Adisara
