Memories of the Wind.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

The wind is blowing in my heart.

The wind is blowing. Oki. i noe it has been blowing since earth's not so humble beginnings. But now a soothing and comforting wind is blowin for mi. Thanks. Realli thanks. The wind says a million things without trace of a sound, and it knocks right to my dearest door of treasures. Its echoes sweet secrets of love and offers reassuring warmth to mi in the lonely streets of thoughts.. A feeling. And gratefully felt. Mayb the wind is juz blowin in my heart.

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