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I am the gentle breeze that can change
direction as is necessary.
My heart is breaking and the tears roll down my cheeks,
but for man I would be a broken woman.
Love me and you will learn what it is like
to be truly loved and cherished for whom you are.
Don't think me a fool because I am a broken woman
I know how to love and forgive the past transgressions
that have been born against my fragile soul.
I seek the one who holds the key
be you he then I am yours
This sunny day you make a lovely poem for me (for us lovers of poems)