The Gentle Breeze
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David Harris
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I stood for a while
and let the gentle breeze caress me
filling my soul with vitality
it craves for so much.
The breeze played with my hair
and its cooling fingers
gently caressed my cheeks.
I stood in the fresh air
revelling in its gentle caresses.
I feel myself feeling more
the kind of person I really want to be
thanks to the gentle breeze
that surrounds and caresses me.
14 August 2014
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