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"Wind Dancer" |





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Wind makes me happy, cheers me, makes me smile, as if her hand had brushed against my cheek to remind me of her presence. She stirs the trees to speak to me, to tell me of their day. She penetrates my bones with her reminders of winter's chill. She permeates my senses with the sweetness of floral reveries. She thrills me with the fury of her strength. Wind, she is all knowing, all consuming, all powerful. Wind - she is my friend, we have danced across the skies... |
