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The Whispering Winds
It's not the whispering winds.
The silent sleepers creep around.
They speak so loud, so proud.
Speak broken promises,
Truths I can't believe.
Are they there beside me.
I can't feel their breath but they are there.
Clear as day,
Dark as my heart.
They surround me -
Killers, crazed, wize,
forecasting the future
Whilst foretelling the past.
Splashing, s...
Sunday 22nd January 2017 1:46 pm
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