Tiny stepsA Poem by isawyouinthewildIf living on top of the world wasnt so lonesome I'd be there all my days. The hustle of souls will forever be a haze, above the mountains and above the trees, I feel them surrender and take to their knees for the sky is their king and sea is their queen. © 2013 isawyouinthewild |
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