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The Wind Blows

When we were small
We used to play amongst kids
A game called The wind blows
We follow the instructions closely 
Then we put them into actions 
Into fun and laughters
We run
We push
We snatch
We scream 
We laugh
Until a chair is sat and rooted
Now when we have grown up
We face the same game in the society
But we don't have the same mood and interest
To play it again 
Why
Is that too tough and too hurt 
To play in the adult world
To practice in real life

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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