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Sep 2018
its okay,
bad days pass with the wind,    

i seem to be
caught in many unlucky drafts.    

this air hobbles southeast;
God bless the storms.    

i am told:
(often) "use your sails for the wind."    

foolish are they-
i already know my repost:    

"have you ever
held these ropes?"

and i ride
the winds.
for winds and zephyrs, may they bless you forever
de Negre
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de Negre  17/M/waiting for God
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