a town girl sees a village boy strumming softly on his guitar
his sisters, a brown puppy surrond him by the sunny steps of his hut
she wishes for such humble pleasures and a peek into his heart
a village boy hears a town girl singing softly to herself
through breezy curtians on a high window he hopes to catch a glimpse
he longs for such lofty pleasures and a peek into her heart
what needless divides have we created on such boundless space?
walls of earth of money of fear of folly
walls fated to crumble and cave in on the very society that built it
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I love love love the last three lines. So wonderfully evocative! xxx
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