Colors of the Wind
The wind, invisible and indivisible. Like you and I. Always in motion, rolling around, across the earth and amongst the sky. Emotion, thoughts memories concepts. Collescing in and out of themselves on solar powered cells. The surface of the land, is a mere echo compared to the content it holds within. And Im hoping your contents are what is able to give me the wind i need to breath again.
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