Consolation
Today,
the clouds are hanging,
dark and heavy
Air's breathing grief,
screams of despair in the wind,
can feel your cry
in my throat
Wish I could be there,
entirely close to you,
give you some heartbeats of mine
Dream you
far away from
these leaves, already falling...
Words by the blower's daughter
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Written on 2005-08-09 at 17:30
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