Gentle wind,
Stroke my skin;
Tug my where and why.
Soothing rain,
Call my name,
Cleansing lullaby.
What is real
Is what I feel
With my knowing eye.
Views I take
Bring me awake –
Capture every sigh.
Can you feel it?
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This is wonderfully awsome I got a snce of peace rading this. This is wondrfully written and it was a pleasur to read.
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