A chessnut thick wind sways through the room fragile elegant strides of willowy length supple graceful and strong shining inner light smiles touches softly open friendliness where a life is changed forever glittering sparkle hazel hyponosis flowers hang their heads in shame purity passes by and then gone.

No Fear

WHAT IS RIGHT IS NOT ALWAYS POPULAR. WHAT IS POPULAR IS NOT ALWAYS RIGHT. GET IN, SIT DOWN, SHUT UP AND HOLD ON WHO NEEDS WINGS TO FLY? You do not greet Death, you punch him in the throat repeatedly until he drags you away Running on instinct… and racing fuel