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Mar 26
The winds will say hello even when the wind doesn’t blow
You just need to listen, to know
Without the winds, no breath blows
You stay suffocating in the unknown
Until the wind blows

Will you say hello back?
Will you take what the wind gives?
Life? The air to breathe again?
What if you say no?
Will you dwindle in the stale air?
Suffocate on what you didn’t take?
What you didn’t know?
Why?

Because you were afraid the wind would stay?
But now it’s too late
As the wind already passed to blow in another place
Opal Black
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Opal Black
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