wind obscures
all it runs through
does not know
its own name or mine;
I give it my leaf
Day 4
04 Saturday Apr 2015
04 Saturday Apr 2015
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Nice.
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Thank you!
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❤ the idea of the wind obscuring…and the gentle surrender of the ending.
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So glad you liked it! Thanks!
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