Wind
The wind blows in waves
Waves of glory
The way it brushes against your skin
The way it can put you in a daze
The way it sooths your pain
With just a little breeze,
Of blissful memories
The way it opens your eyes to better days
The way it makes you feel free
The way it can leave you
With a stinging realization
Of true beauty.
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