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The Wind (Free verse) by Reuben Spiteri
Carrying notes of Mystery
Blowing an army of sand
As if it is looking
For a lost Friend
Carrying Beams of Heat
After freezing all the air
Every day, every night
Bringing balance, being fair
Carrying the stillness of the night
Bringing out Divine Truth
The Wind was my root
Helping me grow Divine Fruit
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Arithmetic Mean: 4.9
Weighted score: 4.95
Overall Rank: 8983
Posted: September 30, 2002 1:17 PM PDT; Last modified: September 30, 2002 1:17 PM PDT
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