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Created on: November 15, 2009
As the wind blows
my spirit is set free.
My mind is no longer clouded by darkness.
A new world unfolds itself in front of me.
With each gust I am cleansed of the past.
As the wind blows
I sink into the warm spring fragrance.
Wrapped in bliss
I find my love.
I can see that the wind has blown me home.
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