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Along with the wind
My mind flows
As a cool breeze
Kisses my cheek
And bright, colorful leaves
Fill my eyes
Such a beautiful sight
Within walking meditatiion
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Hands tied behind her back.
Society wants to keep her down,
beating her brain with ignorance and burying her in debt.
A fury of thick red, yellow, purple and orange brush strokes surrounds
