Tethered To Breezes
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I oft hear the wind whisper her name
tethered to breezes sighing the same.
Her allure still sets my heart aflame,
she left, and yet, I'm the one I blame.
She left, and yet, I'm the one I blame,
her allure still sets my heart aflame.
Tethered to breezes sighing the same,
I oft hear the wind whisper her name.
(Mirror Verse)
08/13/2020
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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