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The Wind

The wind is my freedom
I can’t live without it
It brings me life

The wind is my resource
It brings me color
It gives me air

The wind is my support
It brings back memories
It’s there when I need it

The wind is just air
It is just particles blowing through the air
It is nothing to me
It is everything to me






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