Posted by: scribbles...:) on: April 8, 2009
I just came up with this short paragraph while looking outside my window.
Rain drops

Rain trickles down my skin leaving specks of icy kisses, while the wind murmers tunes of mother natures secrets. I dance like child leaving trails of hope, dreams and love, with every beat of rain drops my spirit returns to its origin of happiness the care free spirit I was once before.
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