freedom

May 11, 2009
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A peaking hole of sunshine
Coming through the clouds
The deep yellow and orange
Heat beating into my skin
I stand alone; I am in my own world
The most peaceful thoughts
Floating around me
No one around to be seen
The wind in my hair
Coming from every direction
The feeling to do anything I want
—A want to run into the sun





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