Tumble away with the weeds
I want to be as light as a feather & tumble away with the weeds. I want to be so thin, light & airy that when the light hits me, I don't leave a shadow behind. When I walk across the snow I will not leave so much as one footprint to mar its virgin purity. I can dance between the raindrops in a downpour.
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