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Field of Green

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3/2/2019
as i look down
upon a field of green
i wonder what
people there have seen
their lives composed
of foreign events
of smiles, of joys
of endless laments
how can i know
what stories they've told
what thoughts, beliefs
what wisdom they hold
i've lived but a sliver
of what's out there
but that doesn't mean
i don't care
while i may not know
what you've been through
i can still say
that i love you