Monday, November 25, 2013

Carry Me Comments

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I hear the roaring of the wind, sweeping under my pillow.
Now, my dreams are silencing, tomorrow.
Carry me, my thoughts, my wonders, my hopes. Carry me to the willow.
Soar across the seascapes, in my painting, in my home.
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Amanda Elizabeth Sanchez
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