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Words are wind and rain, whispers and tears

Jun 2

falling, and does it ever end

i heard felt the wind
stroking cold
on my skin
as i fell
dropping from height
heart beating fright
heat fleeing veins
as i fell
where have you been
a ghost here and then
gone with the wind
and i fell
reaching my hands
grasping just sand
losing my hold
when i fell


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