In my dreams I am the wind,
Gliding in between the trees,
And over the highest mountains.
I hear every whisper,
Released from every hungry mouth,
And I catch them.
I carry these whispers with me,
And I use them so that I too can speak.
And through my travels,
People hear the animals and call it wind.
















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Did you know... that Jesus loves you? Yep thats right... now how bout you let him through your door and say Hi? He's been waiting for you for awhile! And dont worry, he loves you not matter who you are~
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