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Mar 2013
I
I go where
the wind takes me.
I skip rocks at the river
near my house.
I take long walks
whenever I think too much.
I let the little things get to me.


I made it where I needed to go.
I moved away & I took
part of the river with me.
I write to clear my head.
& now I've learned to
let the little things go.
LETITFXRING
Written by
LETITFXRING  AUVION
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