Winds Poem by Enrisey Xiao

Winds



The hurricane rifled through the sea,
Silencing lives to corpses.
No pearl.

The tornado swirled up the land,
Changing cheering into groaning.
No gold.

The breeze caressed the faces,
Drying tears into traces.
Flowers left.

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