Number 9A Poem by TheOne&OnlyThe winding chimes. Through the breeze. Hear me sing. Free. Run like the wind. Beneath my wings. Faster. Faster. Free. Whirling chants. Fill the air. Don’t stop. Dare. The winding chimes. Through the breeze. Hear them sing. Run. Free. © 2016 TheOne&Only |
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Added on October 23, 2016 Last Updated on October 23, 2016 Author
TheOne&OnlyBrazilAboutI am the One&Only, I write what I feel, as I do what I want. I want to write two particular books, so I thought this site would be a great start to my new ambitions. :) However, I also love poetr.. more..Writing
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