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The Truth at Face Value (Free verse) by http://findingwater Wind
just blow,
and dive (into my soul afire).
Donât be wasteful;
skim the trees,
float the towering edifice
and splash my visage with a cold refresh.
let me feel you with a greedy, liars absorption.
Then leaveâor stay,
but for once,
just blow
wind.
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