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May 2014
The way it looks like the clouds are Reaching down to Earth
I love the way the rain makes my dress Cling to my chest
When it lands on the curve of my lip

I run into the howling wind
Howling against the wind and rain
Lungs louder than a wolf

Wind tugging on my long blonde hair
Rain mixing with my laughter
I throw my head back to smile at sky
Liquid cloud trailing down my neck
Watering the blooming trees in my skin

I feel so alive and fresh
I'm really bipolar with my emotions and writing sometimes SORRY
Earthchild
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Earthchild
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