Sing With Howls of Wind
Consumed in flash madness
I started to climb the mountain
from trivial to acute throes of life
at the peak none was sad
I want to sing, I want to cry
with the howls of wind
an urge to jump, free as a bird
for the last glance, I turned
Found I never left.
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