Doesn’t the wind seem quite lonely at times? She’s invisible. The only way to make herself known is to cry, to touch, whether her crying is done softly or roaring.
Lonely
Lonely, wandering,
tenderly brushing my skin,
the wind cries softly.
Doesn’t the wind seem quite lonely at times? She’s invisible. The only way to make herself known is to cry, to touch, whether her crying is done softly or roaring.
Lonely
Lonely, wandering,
tenderly brushing my skin,
the wind cries softly.
Beautiful and so mysterious!
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Thank you!
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Wow! That makes me lonely just reading it. 😉
-Clara ❤
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Why, I hope not too lonely. 😛 Thanks, Clara!
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Yes, not too lonely. 😉 You’re welcome!
-Clara ❤
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Oh so very lovely Misty ❤
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Thank you, Grace. 🙂
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