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Patterns of Life

January 23, 2009
By Anonymous

As and relentless wind chills my exposed skin, I transition my gaze to the ground. I observe the grass and the many patterns that the wind forces it to bend. I feel sorrow towards the grass, bending in ways not able to be controlled not being able to control which way its life turns. I, like all people, can relate.


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