The slightest caress of a gentle breeze strokes the outer layer of my skin, an invisible life force with unknown destinations swaying trees and rustling leaves, refreshing and invigorating, reminding my soul that freedom is merely a state of mind…. be free no matter where you are, nor what state of mind you’re in….
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