Motus Ventorum, the movement of the wind.
Soft, harsh, mellow, happy
unpredictable
Ever moving, always searching
Distant places or small a corner of a room
Free and natural...controllable only by El
Never in my life did i dream to be a teacher,
but here i am about to embark,
a few hours away from my flight
to a new adventure, a new journey,
going down a new path.
One that i hope to know and will never regret.
Lets cherish this.
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