Oh how I lost pace
Was a stream, a river, suspended in space, I mixed with the salt and
Drifted through air.
How I lost steam,
Vapours rising higher,
But once I'm there.
I gain form again, belted to earth in a storm,
And then.
Anew, The cycle begins again.
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 9:35 PM UTC
Oh how I lost pace
Was a stream, a river, suspended in space, I mixed with the salt and
Drifted through air.
How I lost steam,
Vapours rising higher,
But once I'm there.
I gain form again, belted to earth in a storm,
And then.
Anew, The cycle begins again.
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