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And the wind was blue I could hear it I could feel it Now I see it. Moving through green trees Moving everything it touches Making waves at sea Touching me while passing by Moving me Crying sounds which reach the mind Painful tears in eyes of mine Now I’m blue too. Shell✨🐚
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Aug 26, 2021
Aug 26, 2021 at 8:07 PM UTC
Color of the wind
And the wind was blue I could hear it I could feel it Now I see it. Moving through green trees Moving everything it touches Making waves at sea Touching me while passing by Moving me Crying sounds which reach the mind Painful tears in eyes of mine Now I’m blue too. Shell✨🐚
A metaphor. Empathy, when sadness from afar touches you.
Shell
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Aug 26, 2021
Aug 26, 2021 at 8:07 PM UTC
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