Wind is blowing.
It runs
it's long slender fingers
through my hair.
I shiver.
Another day is looking at it's dawn.
I wonder
when shall I face the same.
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Wind is blowing.
It runs
it's long slender fingers
through my hair.
I shiver.
Another day is looking at it's dawn.
I wonder
when shall I face the same.