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american
bittersweet
country
female
introspective
Golden fields stretch beyond my view
The wind whispers tales of what we once knew
With boots heavy from the dust and land
I wander these trails with guitar in hand
Oh, the heartland calls in every breeze
A road to freedom beneath the trees
Let the sunset paint the sky so wide
As country roads lead me home tonight
Sound Of Meme
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