Blended Thinking – Odd Walking Thoughts

In the gutter with your blended hair I can’t wait to see. Watch, as a mouth opens to tell more. The mouth won’t stop saying how to be. Isn’t it wonderful not needing to think, but to be told how instead. A leaf falls from a tree and moves just enough with the wind to swirl. Slowly it falls to the ground. -M. Taggart

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