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The wind

Pokes at me in the like of nail twists.
The wind
Tweaks on me like toss tons of debris.

But she can’t hide or scar me;
The wind.
She should know better.

But she can’t slay or still me;
The wind.
Her drift, I understand.

Now my judgment gets better,
Around this wind.


____ ____ _____ ______
*”Learn to cope with the odd of life.
Amidst Jezebel’s and Beelzebub’s,
Do not retire.
Follow your dream to its reality”- A.O

around the wind

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