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I Become
I feel like dancing with the cool wind as it travels with the force of a gentle morning kiss I want to feel each blade of grass and the morning dew between my toes as I sway to its rhythm I want to be as beautiful as the first ray of morning light that paints the world the colors of promise so when I dance with the wind I become hope |
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Hi Mig
Happy Holidays bro ! Nice write ![]() |
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Hi Mig Happy Holidays bro ! Nice write ![]() Happy Holidays . . . how are things going? |
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An absolutely wonderful read
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Wow Mig..You still got it going on..Nice to come back for a spell and read you again...Beautiful words as always..
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