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May 2015
The wind
The deep, long breaths of the sea
echoes off mountains
through deserts
across streams

It rumbles through the trees
and sings
through chimes and strings

But it dies off
Eventually
Like all Hearts of Wind do
harmony crescent
Written by
harmony crescent  between the lines
(between the lines)   
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