Some

none.
be gone.
come again and
bring a tin of goodness.

some day, maybe tomorrow.
never say again, you win.
I lost, the wind.
the courage to run and 
now I stand , last stand,

some way, I will find ;
the wind again.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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