The Essence Of The Wind Poem by Ryan Whyte

The Essence Of The Wind

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Blowing like the essence of the wind
No thought in mind
But as thoughtful as can be
A free hearted spirit lost in time
Appreciated from a distance
But humored insight
A soul thought to be lost like the night
But love can overcome and foresee
True love is not from beauty...
But personality

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