Wind Bending
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Watching wind on the other side of a window blow
nature in all directions, not caring what will
happen to it's fragile leaves and blossoms.
Inside, music is rcckin', watching as the wind
begins to bend to it's rhythms, blowing in time
to the music as I watch it.
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