Pick a stick.
Make music
lets be a gypsy of time.
lets sing aloud, unbothered by rhyme.
lets walk in rain.
lets get wet and forget all pain.
lets whistle to breeze.
lets let it blow and echo out of reach.
lets hide hope in all places.
lets stroll the world and leave its traces.
Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 6:12 AM UTC
Pick a stick.
Make music
lets be a gypsy of time.
lets sing aloud, unbothered by rhyme.
lets walk in rain.
lets get wet and forget all pain.
lets whistle to breeze.
lets let it blow and echo out of reach.
lets hide hope in all places.
lets stroll the world and leave its traces.
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