The insatiable curiosity of a breeze

A gentle breeze Cuts through the land, Singing a tune That is always in demand. A gentle breeze Stirs the trees alone, Singing a tune Of wanting to be known. A gentle breeze Slowly descends down, Once shy amongst the clouds It now brazenly​ enters a town. A gentle breeze Sings amongst the crowd, Children... Continue Reading →

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