Flowing Wind

May 24, 2009
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The wind how it flows,
No one knows where it goes,
From here to there,
It flows everywhere.

Unable to see,
Wherever it may be,
It follows you around,
From the sky to the ground.

How quietly it sounds,
The way it pounds,
Upon the trees,
It rustles leaves.

So gently the wind flows,
Wherever it may go.

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