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The Language of the Wind

I’m a girl out of time Stealing moments alone I’m weighed down in the grime Like my life is on loan In times long forgotten I spoke with the wind A life not begotten With none to defend I’m alone with a choice To go forward or back Do I send out my voice Or do courage I lack The wind blows around me But a voice it has not Like the waves of the sea Its language forgot I’m no longer that person If ever I was I’m a different version Lost in 'because' I speak not the language Of wind nor of star But I’ll carry their message To near and to far

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Date: 8/31/2020 7:54:00 AM
This too excellent to not make a FAV. You have a precious gift. Keep quilling Panagiota
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Olivia Estep
Date: 8/31/2020 4:48:00 PM
Thanks! I appreciate your visit :)
Date: 6/29/2020 4:22:00 PM
lost in the wind....it is hard to defend....my very own essence....the wind alerts me of God's Presence....and To Him Only Will i Bow....For He Is Infinitely More Amazing Than Wow....i Love this olivia....great job....i am sending you a soup mail....;)
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Date: 6/26/2020 9:15:00 PM
Nicely expressed...I like it
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