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Aug 2013
let the hues of my memories float
as the soft glows leak out from me
bright colors swirl into the whirling wind
mixing together
and becoming one

they flew beyond the white clouds
touching the skies
leaving their trails and marks
just so i could look up at the sky
and admire your colors

with warm tears on my cheeks
from the gloomy yet peaceful atmosphere
the wind dried my tears away

but than the hairs on my skin start to rise,
and i understood

that you were always there
working through nature
to find a way
just to be with me

m.p.
Written by
mahea
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   i and Miriam
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