like a floating seed
she goes where the wind blows;
where she’ll land and
take root — nobody knows
*****
(Idea came on a short rest break on one of my runs. dedicated to some girl I know.)
like a floating seed
she goes where the wind blows;
where she’ll land and
take root — nobody knows
*****
(Idea came on a short rest break on one of my runs. dedicated to some girl I know.)
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