Gone With The Wind
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Valerie Dohren
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Wanting to touch the sky
I reached out,
but it was beyond my grasp.
Intangible -
like a whisper carried on the breeze.
Hopefulness -
drifting through the shadows
of my mind….
lost
in the labyrinth
of the present,
now gone …
with the wind.
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