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Mar 2016
I lay in the field of flowers while the wind blows all around me.
Eyes closed to feel the breeze on my porcelain skin.
Drifting into a light sleep just enough to dream a little and hear the sounds of nature all around me.
It's days like this I need more.
Just me and the wind.
If only I can go where the wind goes.
Gypsy soul
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Gypsy soul
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   ryn and Elizabeth J
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