

WindI breathe in a crisp of air – A hint of Christmas on the breeze. Grinning wildy into the wind I dance about, spinning, spinning, And I sing.Wind
That elusive feeling that all In the world is finally right Dances on the wind as I Twirl about, grasping for Eternity
A gust of wind blows in my face, Sending ginger feathers whipping with Streamers of darkest brown hair. It steadies itself, and I dare it to Lift me up
It answers my challenge, calling for me. A running start, that sounds fun! I launch myself down the hill &nbs
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