《Mind Poetry》3.3

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She is like the wind

Graceful yet destructive.

She is that distant laughter

Lingering in the corners of our minds

Keeping us prisoners to obsession.

She-she is like pink petals,

Floating, following the direction of the wind.

Never knowing, never sure where she goes and where it ends.

That, is a mystery itself.

She is the little gast of wind,

That makes your skin crawl in satisfaction....

But she is also the gast of wind that distoryed you.

Living and gifting you grief.

She is a wonder-

A wonder you breathe and live on.

T. G

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