Jan 31
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Wind


Wind

I am so delicate on this fine day.
People say I howl like a wolf through the darkness 
And I am telling you it is going to be okay.
But sometimes I just have loneliness.

At night I get deeper and deeper 
And my path keeps getting steeper and steeper.
“Hi people. How are you?”
All I get is an “Achoo.” I say bless you.

I am me and not you.
Please don’t treat me badly, 
I don’t want to treat you badly too.
Sometimes I don’t know where I am,
 I had lost the sea.
But sometimes I know exactly 
where I am supposed to be. 



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