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Wind

October 23, 2008
By Anonymous

twist and curl,
the shattering of my bones.
unconnecting and fuming,
my plight screams,
how they fail to unwind this hell.

but at once,
touch this empty space.
haven't you seen the purest,
and the only free?
hastily breathe me into it.

the wind in between the branches,
fills empty parts,
left from the shattered pieces i lost.



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