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Spiritual Wind

The thoughts of spirits at night ,bring chilling fear. The wind blowing,or is it the spirits showing there near. They ride the wind not knowing where they come or where they go. Your hair standson end as the wind decides to make the leaves dance a show. You hear a whisper coming from the wind as it rushes through the trees. My insight tells me its two spirits chatting like the mating of two bees . We all get that feeling that there is someone behind us ,and we take off in a dash. Maybe were not so paranoid,especially if the wind is blowing,but we do not know where they come from or go in a flash.

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Date: 7/25/2016 1:32:00 AM
CRAIG I, enjoyed reading your poem today. ,Thank you for sharing your words. Hope to see you post again.... *SKAT*
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