You came one day in fall
in a rush and in the dark
and you stayed for a little while
you moved things around
you took, you gave
and move on you went
you still around sometimes
soft some days,
wild or fresh,
I don't see you
per say, but I perceive you
be well, dear wind,
be fine, be you...
play around with the clouds
and the birds
refresh the day
and if you ever feel like it,
stay...
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