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Though this time the sounds felt free, Less questioning. No need for defining. This day I had clarity. Power increasing , rising to soar. Working harder to clear this hearts calls, Releasing it's pressure. Slowly allowing a roll A soft unfold. As the new blooms boldly open to the warmer air, my tone carries on the wind. This time, I called upon the wisdom I own. This time, I aligned with you. And the outcome felt good.
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Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 3:32 AM UTC
breeze driftin on by
Though this time the sounds felt free, Less questioning. No need for defining. This day I had clarity. Power increasing , rising to soar. Working harder to clear this hearts calls, Releasing it's pressure. Slowly allowing a roll A soft unfold. As the new blooms boldly open to the warmer air, my tone carries on the wind. This time, I called upon the wisdom I own. This time, I aligned with you. And the outcome felt good.
Seherseven
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Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 3:32 AM UTC
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