wind whirls around me
it whispers my name
it begs for me to let go of myself
to surrender to its currents
but I ask: how can I let go of something I don't have?
twentyone.
wind whirls around me
it whispers my name
it begs for me to let go of myself
to surrender to its currents
but I ask: how can I let go of something I don't have?
