The Wind is Telling me Where should i go. I follow the breeze coming from the sea of zephyr where gentle breath of air flows through my veins. I'm alive fresh and new, where the waters of fountain never gets dry. I'm cleansed by the sounds of dead leaves where my labyrinth mind entwined with hope. They swing around my memory where my past never change... All i can do is just to glimpse and reminisce the never ending heyday of my life.Just like the others, when my spirit leaves me.. i became one with the earth.
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