Santa AnaA Poem by sHearHit the wind Santa Ana, get it enveloped.
Hit the wind today
The air flows are squeaky clean Pull your home out of the bedrock Propeller it House in the sky? Why not. Pushing up and drifting down aurally Townships too connected with their unmoving things Get in touch with your nomad cloudcity Fly props Diesel shocks Flame drops Get all of it Hit the wind now Unbury expose Yank the essentials up into the stratosphere Modern idealism my foot, skyscrapers till got their asses in dirt Yup we gotta hit the wind, time is short The gray closing in from heaven and it's closing in from hell Time is short Hit the wind © 2012 sHearAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on January 16, 2012 Last Updated on January 16, 2012 AuthorsHearLos Angeles, CAAboutsHear. Words about people. Words about culture. Words about things I hate. Words about things I like. Words about things that bug me. Words about things that make me feel better. Words about things th.. more..Writing
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