Gusts of wind batter my window,
shaking the trees outside violently in their rush of movement.
shaking the trees outside violently in their rush of movement.
Safe behind a sheet of glass,
I am spared their merciless nature.
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The rustling of the leaves soothe me
yet the restless energy invigorates me.
I yearn to be as carefree as the wind,
to run across this earth with no destination in mind.
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Fickle though the wind is,
it evokes joy and hate, brings peace and destruction.
And yet, I welcome its embrace,
reminding me that everything in this world is temporary.
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Autumn is here!!
This was a week ago though..been really cloudy these past few days.
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