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Forgotten Breeze

Soft and tangible nature caresses my skin as if to comfort me in its own sorrow; a soothing sound soaring over the savannas. Silky ripples in the tall grass appear to hush time itself; all is silent while they embrace searing wounds in human minds. Seeping into the cracks of an icy heart after wisdom has hardened it, after kindness has left surely this tender breeze will strive unto oblivion.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 1/27/2014 5:14:00 AM
Very nice Robyn
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