Nature

Fresh breeze, scent of heaven
Feeling the wind through my body, like ghosts passing by
A gentle wind thrust my body hard
Bumble bees tagging my ankle
Whispered a warning
I’m the first passenger, riding through the streets
Chirping birds, sharing the joy
Dancing trees, flourish.
Passionate endless nights,
Swaying shadows rustle around
Weightless and powerful, I fly





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