My listless body and soul seemed to be filled up with energy and excitement when the dumps and dried leaves circled, revolved in the midst of a strong wind. They were dancing in joy, I want them to.
I felt happy whenever I hear the sound of wind, realize the presence of the scent of breeze, so beautiful with that tint of intensity that’s so hard to be justified in words. It’s something so changeable, something that connects to me in many ways it naturalizes my mood, everytime. I wanna dance with it and be blown away. I’d close my eyes tight and fly.
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