Wind
Eerie voices
Creeping around corners and eaves
Laughing and whispering
Their promise of the coming storm
Howling frustration at the trees
That grasp but can not hold
Tearing leaf from limb as it passes
Turbulent passage
Through alleyways and streets
Spiraling into devils
Against all who dare resist
Carried away
With reckless abandon into the night
And blowing straight to the sea
To rejoice as a gale
To finally be free
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