Tuesday, March 5, 2013

West of the Wind

She eats up her porridge and looks to restore it again
The ground at her feet and the light she will lead rushes in
The people around her begin to grow louder again
and then suddenly everyone goes to the west of the wind

she basks in the sunsets and holds her head high from within

Just stop
Stop ignoring me

Just stop
Say hello to me

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