this wind washes
this spirit
or so I am told
maybe I just made it up
facts sometimes get lost
In this wind
our wind
so angry, the souls dance
this wind
waiting to be heard
felt, understood
danced days of love gone
hearts felt
so long so gone
the touch this wind
winds roll through
no desire no agenda
only our wind
whispered tales of love
tales only, I am sure
dance on this winds tongue
only loves love knows the truth
truth
our truth
so alone in truth
in right
in love
real love
I miss this wind
our wind
this truth
our truth
so has gone this wind
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