December 14, 2010
Blowing, Twisting, And turning in the wind. Tumbleweeds are free, Big, Small all sorts of sizes. but they are not always free. Like me, they are always looking out for the next fence. my body prickly and sharp like the branches of a Tubleweed. These branches help me defend me from the harms of your words. But yet im free to blow around and set my seeds to let others grow and be free. the winds control my life. where i go, when i go, and when i get there. But i will always be looking for that big gust of wind, cause until then i will always be trapped in the fence called life...

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