Air is she

Long hair in the wind that flows all about,
lift it up and toss it about.
She places her hand out before herself, calls the wind, as her friend.
For she is air and air is she.
cross this line and you will see.
sShe can cool your skin with a balmy breeze or burn your skin like a disease.
For she is air and air is she.
Cross this line and you will see.





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