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Wednesday 11 May 2022

That Gust of Wind

A gust of wind
Blew me away.
Had millions of thoughts...
But I couldn't say.
It gave me eyes
And I was swayed.
Then it left, 
Making every colour fade.
Hope is the only light
Which now remains.
That gust of wind
Will forever bring sweet rains.

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