I Roaming The Night

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    The Woods

    The breeze that chills my soul, but warms my heart blows across my face, as i roam the everlasting forest. The air smells as if a fire is present. The stream nearby is flowing smothingly and creating a soft whisper in the air. The spirit of the moon is speaking as if im its child...
    frost7 frost7
    18-21, F
    Jun 30, 2013
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