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Wind drifting through grass At my feet, it stops and moans Wind breaks- moaning ends
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Jun 14, 2025
Jun 14, 2025 at 2:25 AM UTC
The Wind
Wind drifting through grass At my feet, it stops and moans Wind breaks- moaning ends
When the wind stops, silence remains- the moment of stillness.
Yashkrit_Ray
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Jun 14, 2025
Jun 14, 2025 at 2:25 AM UTC
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