IA Poem by RobertaAnd here I stand, rain pounding my face And wind howling around me Yet I am not scared I spread my arms, I laugh I scream, I yell I feel free I spin, I dance I fly I'm content I'm finding myself, who I'm going to be I gaze, I wonder I dream
© 2010 RobertaAuthor's Note
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Added on November 15, 2010 Last Updated on November 15, 2010 AuthorRobertaSwindon, United KingdomAbout- 'Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are' more..Writing
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