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The whispering wind How it cries at night. Strong winds Strong winds that Carry secrets. The winds drifts Carries drifters that Drift through the NightThe drifter is quiet as is the wind he was carried came, quietly he’ll go.Like the in by.Quietly he whispering winds secrets from long ago.
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Apr 23, 2010
Apr 23, 2010 at 10:57 AM UTC
WINDS
The whispering wind How it cries at night. Strong winds Strong winds that Carry secrets. The winds drifts Carries drifters that Drift through the NightThe drifter is quiet as is the wind he was carried came, quietly he’ll go.Like the in by.Quietly he whispering winds secrets from long ago.
(c) 2000 Wayne Andrew Paskell
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wayne-paskell
French
Apr 23, 2010
Apr 23, 2010 at 10:57 AM UTC
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