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do you feel it --
the gentle rush of wind in your hair that
dances between the root
of each strand,
the feeling of your feet being pulled
to the aroused ground,
the frozen needles that gently massage
your young face?
there is nothing in existence
powerful enough to transcend
the day you discovered love and beauty.
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R C | Year Posted 2007
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