還有她配的畫
Wind
Wind Feel it Hear it
The cool running from end to end The whistle blowing in your ear.
The way it sings to you while it dances The way it soars from her to you.
The wild
Theway it flies without a wing The way it soars without a brain.
The free
The way you can't cathc it with your hand The way you ride it left to right.
There is no stop There is no end
For this is
Wind Feel it Hear it
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