Perpetually HighWritten by Kim Buchanan
Sitting alone on my hill, watching the clouds go by... Seduced by invisible wings, feeling majestic flight. Soaring perpetually high, gliding without my might I left my fear go, giving way to my soul , and I find time passes me by I let myself go relaxed with my soul and I find time passes me by.
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January 24, 2012 09:37 AM
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