The Wind’s Sounds
You shout…You cry…
the hurt is hidden by the wind’s sounds.
The wind sounds of many schemes…
the hurt is buried in the falsehood of love.
The wink of an eye will not engulf the flow of the tear.
The wind’s sound in the hollow of the heart…
Hollowness of many empty dreams…false elusions…
enchanted loves of wanton lust of self-preservation.
Elusive dream…corrosive thoughts…
enslaving the gentle mind.
Sweet thoughts…lingering.
The wind’s sounds.
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