The wind is tickling my eyes
winding in a spiral toward my
deepest depths
sinking deeper
with each breath
sinking into my pupils,
down to the core,
winding and spiriling into my
innermost depths
sinking forevermore.
The wind is tickling my lashes
showering me with it's sweet
butterfly kisses
making me feel
like I'm going to
flutter away
like I'm going to break free
toward the shining light of eternity
(it is my destiny).
The wind is tickling my lips
laughing inside it's sweet
butterfly kiss
making me feel like I can fly
making me feel like I'm
never gonna die
making me feel...
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