free your wings

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flowers sing for you. if you listen, you can hear

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Talk to trees. Don’t be afraid to find comfort in them. They were your friends before, and they still are now

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lay in the golden rays of sunlight, feeling the warmth hit your skin

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walk through a field of flowers in the golden sun. lay there as the moon rises. revel in their beauty.

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your eyes turn to honey in the sunlight

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when you feel a soft breeze, untie your hair, close your eyes and let your thoughts swiftly and softly be swept along with the wind

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count your days. it is so easy to lose time, we know all too well how easy.

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dissapear as they approach, the trees and shadows hide you from their cold eyes. they do not deserve to glimpse your beauty

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teach me how to fly again, i’ve forgotten what the wind feels like

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dance in a clearing in moonlight, drunk on the stars

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dance in a clearing in moonlight, drunk on the stars

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no matter how far you reach, how close you step, you will not be able to touch me. we are not of the same

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learn to understand what the wind whispers and what the birds sing. you have forgotten the language of the old, the language of your people.

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there are little people hiding under the leaves on the forest ground, within tree trunks, and up in the canopy. try to find them, they are waiting for you.

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if anyone wants to submit anything to this blog, it would be wonderful. i'm sure you have lovely ideas

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go mad under the stars to the wild music

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heed the wild call, leave behind this mundanity and return to your people