I’m going again, to my favorite place,
Delighted, you should see my face,
Don’t even feel the angry sun,
Only the furious wind, it’s fun.
A startled wild rabbit dash off, throwing its hind legs in air,
Startled myself I stop and stare, admiring its flare,
Wild and free, for a moment I feel jealous of it,
Probably its only responsibility is finding what to eat.
There it is, the wind I’m here to see
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