the wind is a brease of air that cools sometimes and sometimes its warm it haunts me at night as the moon shines and the stars twinkle and the dark blue sky as the cool brease of wind comes threw my window givein me a chill i wish i could be the wind
Reason for writing:
to ryan
Birth sign: Cancer
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