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Medicine
May 14, 2010
Wind
suffocating me
in its cold,
hungry, unrelenting
grip.
My hair slaps
my face. My
goosebumps spread.
Wind chimes
playing their
song. It's conductor
quickening the tempo.
I do not stand up.
But continue to lay
in the thereputic grass.
Althought I freeze.
Although my nose is red.
This wind is my cure.
© Olivia E., Alto, MI
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