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The Wind
The wind is whispering in my ear
But all I hear is him telling me that he loves me.
Even though he's no longer with me.
The wind is running his fingers down my hair.
Just like he.
The wind pushes me to where we met.
The wind reminds me how much I miss and love him night and day
The wind keeps whispering in my ear
But all I want to see and hear is him
poem
by
Makayla Straight
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