ARROGANCE : THE LIFE OF THE EGO

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I can be a whirlwind sweeping you off your feet 

I can be a gentle sway caressing your face 

I can be a sandy gust leaving you feeling dry

I can be a willowy whisper stitching dreams in your sleep 

I can be a biting chill showing you your place 

I can be a loving calm, bringing you back to the present

Because I am the wind - wild and free, always there but never there.

Where would you like me to take you?

Gypsy at heart, The Senti-Mentalist recalls her memory as a young girl in her early teens, alone in her bed at night, way past her bedtime, with a torch under her blanket, glued to her book, hoping her mother doesn’t catch her awake, reading and drifting away to other worlds instead of getting a good night’s sleep before school the next day.