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Jun 2012
Little puffs of smoke, exhale
condensed water in the air.
All around you, surrounding you,
through the trees it rustles.
Why does the wind whisper?
it sings to you a story,
a story often told throughout.

Choices made, quickly decided,
Do we linger a moment more?
Do we hurry on our way?

We can learn much from the world around us,
if we wish to take in and synthesize
take the time and discover a natural world.
I need to fix this one, it jumps around too much, its unfinished
Written by
Haley  NH
(NH)   
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