its okay,
bad days pass with the wind,
i seem to be
caught in many unlucky drafts.
this air hobbles southeast;
God bless the storms.
i am told:
(often) "use your sails for the wind."
foolish are they-
i already know my repost:
"have you ever
held these ropes?"
and i ride
the winds.
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 2:34 PM UTC
its okay,
bad days pass with the wind,
i seem to be
caught in many unlucky drafts.
this air hobbles southeast;
God bless the storms.
i am told:
(often) "use your sails for the wind."
foolish are they-
i already know my repost:
"have you ever
held these ropes?"
and i ride
the winds.
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