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Comes through my mind. Blows out my thoughts. Makes new things here. Whispers sound into ears. Gives gentle touch on me. Not long, flies away as it be.
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Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 1:29 PM UTC
It is...
Comes through my mind. Blows out my thoughts. Makes new things here. Whispers sound into ears. Gives gentle touch on me. Not long, flies away as it be.
Can you guess what it is?
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Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 1:29 PM UTC
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