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Mar 2015
I can feel the wind
I can see the leaves
I can hear the whispers*

The emotions it brings
The truths I am seeing
The lies I am hearing

No other can feel
Neither can it see nor hear
The focus is me
It is what I see
Lies passes by like a wind brought by a storm
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