It twists and turns.Spiraling through my mind.
The music if the far off crowd floats into my head,
like a bright new thought fresh in the morning.
The wind. Oh the whistling wind.
It shines down on me with open arms.
If only i could be just like it.
Going where i please.
Beautiful when i'm angry and calm.
Fly like the wind.
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2 secret loves:
This is beautiful. I think you can publish this if you wanted to. (:
love it !
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