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Frozen, almost asleep My body weighs heavy Gravity pushes me down, squeezes me Why don't you just stay? Says my cloudy blue brain
By ...2 years ago in Wander
Coming back soon....
By ...3 years ago in Wander
The wind hits my face My fingers twisting through the air, full of grace I arch my neck and close my eyes Dangling, reaching, stretching for you
By ...3 years ago in Poets
Coming back soon...
By ...3 years ago in Humans
I breathe deep as each foot hits the earth Usually I would complain of my feet starting to hurt as I run, but Breathing clear has never felt this good.