The man at the Meadow told me he does not cry
I did not ask him, "Why, oh, why?"
For someone who comes on too strong
I felt that there was something wrong
The man at the Meadow likes to take pictures
Earthscapes or creatures?
A hidden agenda?
A girl named Brenda?
True beauty, grace, and strength lie beneath what the eye can see.
So I set him free
Let him be
Even though his Corazon is still in me.
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