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The air was filled
with a pasture
captured in a scent so pure
nature's own perfume
scattered in patches of manure
horses graze
amidst acres of grass
white picked fence
disappears in the vast
where beyond, freedom hides
cows on the ground
waiting for rain
to wash away soiled stains
of what's left unexplained
gather to ponder
what's left of their lives
ignoring distant muffled sounds
there over the hill
where the red barn sits
the world lost of innocence
men lives