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Gusts

By , Wellington, FL
A gust that blows
East then west
To and fro
The wind carries a chest
Filled with treasure and gold
The energy that refreshes
The energy that renews
We’re immune to all the pressure
That the heavens ensue
The shifter of the sky
The movements that never die
The one that can inspire
A friar that cannot lie.





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