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Wind

The wind goes through my hair, it makes me feel beautiful and carefree, each blow of the wind goes through me, inside my veins, I feel the blood running; the wind is inside me, I feel powerful, young, fresh, free from the polluted air and all the nonessential elements…It is a purity beyond no other…A safety, a guard against reckless days and malicious thoughts, thoughts that keep you up all night and make you become someone you never dared of becoming…it’s a safety against danger and fear…the wind carries so much, yet when it passes through you, you feel as if it were weightless…

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