Fields of Gold
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"You'll remember me when the west wind moves among the fields of barley . . . in his arms she fell as her hair came down, among the fields of gold." - Eva Cassidy A prairie girl in love with the drama of ever-changing skies as she wanders the softly rolling hills.

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