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The Wind Poem

On the hill tops,
I hear your voice,
As it roars by with the wind,
It's softened tone,
And comforting breeze,
Could make one fall,
Right to their knees,
With a wistful view,
That is changing fast,
Forgetting a memory,
That was not meant to last,
You have picked me up,
When I was down,
You have helped me turn,
My life around.
My knees are unscathed,
As I regain my balance,
I am rising up from the dust and ashes,
The wind still blows by,
And I think of you,
For that is what will get me through,
My toughest days,
And darkest nights,
Forever keeping you in my sights,
When the night turns to day,
And the sun is shining,
All I can feel is my universe aligning.




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