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Dec 2014
As the wind blows
I stand
My hair waving with it
My clothes stretching from my body
But I myself
Am still
Like a rock
In a flowing river
The wind goes around me
Does not move me
It only makes a soft breeze
Not hurting
Not helping
Just there.
What
Dawn Anderson
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Dawn Anderson  texas
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