The Wind
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With a whisper
And a call
Unuttered
You forget
All the evil deeds
Of the past
And blow out
My senses with all your love
I am a child again
New born and innocent
Your touch
I inhale
Wonder
The fragrance
I feel
Blow out sorrow and pain
In the magical tides
of the ocean,
the murmur sound
of freedom
I heard
In the wings of an un -caged bird
delight of the high cliff
And longing song
of deep desert
for the rain
I drink
With an eye of cactus
The taste
Of freshness
I sight
With a sigh of relief
When you whip
The mad dog
The headache of the want
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