Only The Wind
It was only the windBlowing leaves across the blind
Tune your mind to somewhere kind,
Is everywhere or nothing is
There, there was something here
Something starting to wind,
It was only the wind. . .
tune
your
mind
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers

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Written on 2015-10-16 at 04:15




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