Thursday, April 19, 2012

in my  vision is  a  gloriious thing ,   what  joy and  happiness  it  can bring  ,  the  danceing  tree  will make  you sing  ,  bird  in flight  stop  too birch ,  , its  branches  are  big  and  stay alive , in  the  elements its  survies,  i can  hear  the  wind  blow  through  the  danceing  tree  ,  telling  me softly  to  just  be me,  its  beauty  is  stunning  and  glows  in the  sun  , its  life  has  only  begun  .  i swirl and  turn  with delight  from  danceing  trees  shinning  sight.

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