5:20 pm
Cleansed by the wind
Strewn by the breeze
Solitude
Love on my lips
Him on my mind
Surrender
Sun rays hold me
Shadows guard
Bliss
Reduced to thought
Whispered to
Forgotten
The orb I call sky
Calling me
Exhale
We are free
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