going to sleep

February 23, 2021

My voice is like the wind it blows🙆‍♀️ .

My hair is air like in the sky so clean

My body feels like the Autumn wind is going to my head as cold as icy

My Feet Dance Like There's lava underneath my feet try not to get inside🔥💃.

And finally I am like a stone, I am calm the hard I'm gentle but I can be rough then I stopped And then my body shut down🛌🏻

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