Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.
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Spirit
My spirit is as free as the wind...
yet all that I touch, ...chains me.
I am blown to many shores...
But they are all so very far...
From where I really want to be.
yet all that I touch, ...chains me.
I am blown to many shores...
But they are all so very far...
From where I really want to be.
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