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Nov 2020
The wind whistling by the
house
              picks
                        and
                                carries
                             the pain of those living
                   It swirls
                                  dances
                                              cascades
                         across the anger
                        held in our hearts
                      the tears of the unlived lives
                             and the kisses
                                   of love
                                           unrecognized
Written by
Miriam Colbert  32/F/Missouri
(32/F/Missouri)   
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