I Wish to See the Wind

December 20, 2008
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Brown bruised leaves scurry across the street while tree branches attempt to break away from their source. Clouds roll around the sky and dust flys aimelessly through the sky. I wish to see the wind. As powerful and free as it is. Blind but gracefully heard, outspoken in ways the cannot be explained. Waves ripple within thierselves and tears soak the faces of those with bright smiles and those who are envious. This wind does not does not discriminate and sets and example to the ones it effects. Lifting the crushed and the unspoken. Cheering on the confident, the willing. Daring, having the audasity to remain unseen.

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