My Gypsy Soul

My heart thrashes. My eyes are full of magic. I am fascinated and bewildered. The wind spins to distort and caution till I fall. Alike treasure from the deep sea, I possess much yet am hidden within a rusted trunk, gathering time, gathering value. I have no care as I do not wish to disturb, nor be disturbed. Full article … www.elephantjournal.com/2015/01/peek-inside-my-gypsy-soul/

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