I feel the passion I'm crazy thankful for.
I adore it.
I feel the wind in my hair and the soft grass under my feet. The strong air enters my lungs and I can't help but finding the place that I want to be in life.
It's my real pleasure.
It's great. It's not better, it's best.
It's to good for words, and great for breathing.
Lovely for sprinting. I'm IN love with it, I'm passionate about it, and you can't take it away.
CAN'T.
The wind kisses me in a way that is peaceful, not seductive, all I can do is love.
That is what makes me the free spirited kid I am.
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