in Iowa
I can feel the wind blow in my face.
I can see the animals play in the fields.
I can hear the doctors shouting for help.
my dad looks at me with tears.
I take walks alone in the sand at the beach.
I think about my life and what to do?
I can hear you wishpering to the person next to you.
I cry because i get made fun of.
But when i see the landscape it changes me.
I think of all the good times.
I see the numbers but dont understand.
I can hear you talking but now i can only see your lips move.
Thats my landscape!
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