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The wind holds my hand. A wandering soul, Surprise is my plan. The breeze sets me free. The only thing I need Is my mind and my feet.
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 5:07 PM UTC
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The wind holds my hand. A wandering soul, Surprise is my plan. The breeze sets me free. The only thing I need Is my mind and my feet.
MaeLahlee
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 5:07 PM UTC
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