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Come With Me
The east wind blows
Through the grass and the eaves
Tickling trees and lifting leaves
Whispering sweet nothings
Between wetted sheets
Asking two lovers to come with me
She whispers her song
Soft and sweet
Into the ears Of those she meets
Come with me
Let go she sings of fear and doubt
Hop on board and let’s go out
Fly on my wings
And let’s soar higher
Come with me
Heaven is here, heaven is now
There’s no need to hide
Set your soul free and play with me
Share your gifts and let yourself be
Come with me
The east wind blows
Through time and space
There is no goal, no winning race
She whispers the truth to ears that are willing
Lift your heart and take your freedom
Ride my waves, enjoy this kingdom
Come with me
~Danielle Brooks
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