Art of my Heart


I hear you Percy, my dear friend 

Wind brings me your words 

And i hope they come from the skies

On the wings of birds, as a whisper of winds.

You saw the world with all there is to see

From the colors to the shadows 

From happiness to pains

From smiles to tears

And you hoped

You held you dreams dear

You followed the wind and let it carry you

You gave it your voice and let it whisper your words

I hear you my friend and i hope you are happy

Floating with the clouds and going where the wind blows 


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