fly me high

[shannonmariah]

I ran down through the houses and up to the trails where the path carved out reminds me of Keats. The setting sun was flirting with its own reflection in the lake and flashing me brilliant between trees as I moved forward. My legs felt strong and I wove my way through the canvas of greens and browns. I breathed in the goodness of joy. Happiness

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[at_what_cost]

i just listened to this song three times in a row and am going for my fourth. its so beautiful!

[shannonmariah]

Imagine running through the trees beside a lake while it plays.