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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.

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Written by
wayne-paskell
French
Published
Apr 23, 2010
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(c) 2000 Wayne Andrew Paskell

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