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Chasing The Wind

I’m chasing the wind,
But no matter what,
It slips through my hands,
It frustrates me a lot.

I’m chasing that scent,
It brushes past me,
Can’t seem to grasp it,
It wants to be free.

I’m chasing that rush,
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Sonny Rainshine 10 June 2006

I like it. We can't grab hold of the wind and nature, but it's always there for us in a pinch.

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Francesca Johnson 11 May 2006

I can smell, feel and hear this poem. Sensuous, just like I like it. You've got a superb way with words, Aisha. Love, Fran xx

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