Feral

One day when I was in the pool, the water told me how although I hated height I was the daughter of the wind. Water can sometimes be deceitful although in most time sincere, I chose to ignore this and believe. 

The whirlwind that I am, how can you expect me to be elegant like one of those kittycats



I breeze in and blow out and howl and leave whenever I wish

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