Winds She Said
A poem.
Winds She Said
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Each wind only comes once
No matter how long you wait
It won't come again
To brush your hair back
Whisper secrets in the leaves
You can't quite understand
It won't come again
To ripple puddles after the rain
Push your curtains in to
the room
Whirl dust along the wall
Pictures you can't quite see
Each wind only comes once
– Clayton Medeiros
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