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Friday, 26 October 2018

poem about wind

On that day my soul grew windward

'Wind!' chuckled I, 'Yes wind!'

Deep into that darkness walking

In a kingdom full of storms

I awoke and flung the twist

Wind - tormentor of my dreams

Much I marvelled the stink murmur

When I thought of the wind

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