I feel my legs along with my arms give way to the overwhelming felling turning in my chest. My veins as tethered strings being plucked from the placement of this vessel. Cracking whips they are torn to be one with the wind. I am placed in temptations way, I want to speak but I am challenged to utter words blinded by emotion.
I will hold my tongue and wait for serenity.
About Me
- The visual feeling
- I am a current with thee ocean, wind and river. The way of my life is through motion always pushing myself through narrow crawl spaces or an open desert. I let mountains surround me they tower, topple over me like the endless clouds in winters life. I am of a tree and of a rock, because nature to be a village raising children.
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