Its my own choice to go with wind,
face to ready, light and darkness,
its not mine its god'stint.
somewhere, somehow i found myself,
it was not me, it was wind itslef.
thx..with love..forever, ...not ever..its forever..urs..always
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Its my own choice to go with wind, face to ready, light and darkness, .. determination about life. thank u. a very fine poem. thank u. tony
thx...a lot...see here always.