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Free to fly above the trees. I ride the wind and soar. Beyond the tall grass, that’s where I lie in wait. Taking time to...
Free to fly above the trees. I ride the wind and soar. Beyond the tall grass, that’s where I lie in wait. Taking time to...
There was a time when the wind touched this spirit. Now the breeze is so soft I can barely feel it. Willow bent low to...
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