The windmill kept turning and it wouldn't stop
I wanted to be it, right in the middle of the crop
To flow wherever, to be free and wild
I just want to breathe for only a little while
To spin and spin with not a care in the world
To be like a windmill all of my thoughts unfurled
-Maddie Beck
Read as if you are in my mind and soul. Don't judge what is seen and heard. Sometimes in life you will have Empty Pockets and sometimes your pockets will be burning holes. Take a look at some of my empty pockets,read, listen, feel, and enjoy.
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Tuesday, May 25, 2010
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