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Dare to dream of Wind
He ran away to chase his dreams
Short of a miracle was it not?
Yet the winds of change roared strongly at night
Enter- the fierce winds of time
It will be you alone.
As you dance, I cry
Blow the flowers toward me
Free to drown me now.
Like a DJ on steroids,
I won't allow you to slice through my heart anymore,
My beautiful daughter, Windstream.
John Monteblanco
Nature, Four In One
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