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Alive.
Dancing in the wind
Perfect image of grace
Like a frolicking maiden
With rippling, velvet skirts of azure
Caring not,
Thinking not,
Only dancing
To the melody of nature.
Flowing,
Careening,
Waltzing
With a gentle zephyr
To the smooth legato
Of the wild.
- by SirenAngelique |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/16/2012 |
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