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The Wind, It Calls My Name

They say don't go out walking in the woods nearby You'll reach a point where it's so dark You can not see the sky It doesn't matter much to me And here's the reason why I listen to the wind out there It speaks to me on high One wrong turn and you'll be lost They tell me, still I go I know where I'm heading The wind it tells me so I listen to the wind out there It say's I'm glad you came The wind and I are such old friends The wind it calls my name Elemental friendship From another time Silent Conversation No words, just thoughts in rhyme Snowy winter afternoons out walking all alone Making trails for no one else but me I listen to the tree and how they groan The wind it makes them talk some Not one tree sounds the same The wind and I are such old friends The wind it calls my name The darkness closes in so fast The winter days are short Walking on in silence Like a library or court The wind says night is coming Go back from whence I came The wind and I are such old friends The wind it calls my name Elemental friendship From another time Silent Conversation No words, just thoughts in rhyme

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Date: 5/19/2020 4:30:00 PM
"Making trails for no one else but me"- this is how it feels for sure.
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