There’s a place
only I can go
A place deep inside
Where nothing else matters

Open space
All alone
Standing or sitting

Everywhere sprouting up
That need to be made
Each one has roots

Whatever I choose
Will grow
Which makes it difficult
So i wait

Open space
All alone
The hard part
Is coming back

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