She saw the wind playing with the trash, dancing upon the trees like a flame casting its magical spell. The wind drifted and stirred her hair, she felt it was a wind from another world trying to start a voiceless talk. She winked and the wind was gone to some unknown place, only to make her learn that the spaces it visited had their own things to say.
Saturday, June 29, 2013
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