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The wind breathes
Lonely
Longing to be seen
Sometimes the soul
Has days like
These.
Angie Weiland Crosby.
Style is not a display of wealth but an expression of imagination
Unknown.
Sometimes I have to pick up my crown, throw it on just to remind them who they are dealing with.
The journey of a lifetime starts with the turning of a single page.
Rachel Anders.
Then love shook
my heart like the wind
that falls on oaks in
the mountains.
Sappho archaic Greek poet.
What if the
Algebra
Teachers
Are
Really
Pirates
And are
Using us
To find the
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