May 2015
You see, that was just it.
You were like a tree, planted to stay.
While I was like the wind, blowing away.
-m.n.
You were like a tree, planted to stay.
While I was like the wind, blowing away.
-m.n.
-the wind is on a none stop journey for all of it's life.
(NC)
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