Dec 2015
She fell into the wind,
Dreaming with her eyes wide open,
Dancing on the honey suckle breeze,
Inhaling freedom,
Tasting pure laughter,
As happiness tumbled from her lips.
Dreaming with her eyes wide open,
Dancing on the honey suckle breeze,
Inhaling freedom,
Tasting pure laughter,
As happiness tumbled from her lips.
(40/F/TN)
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