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poetrymotion
Todays topic : wind
felt in the bones exposed like a wound cutting thru all that I am unseen by eyes but heard like a tune a freeway of clouds above my head |
I watch the wind move through the trees
It lifts and carrys off there leaves Pigs can fly if it's just right In march I like to fly my kite The cool breeze floats in on its tail At night it seems to make a wail The wind that brought me here is gone It left me here to carry on |
wind
wind is like your faith you can't see it but feel it let it carry you |
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