FOR YOU… ALWAYS

Hasty floats a breeze

FEARING CRAZY

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The edge of the bed

Grew warm as she sat

Listening to water run

Just another day

She barely whispered

She lived in shadows

She was the slight breeze

That moved the trees

Not even a gust

She was invisible

Transparent to most

And yet she existed

In the periphery

Giving the trees a voice

Giving the birds a lift

Giving the world life

Unseen and behind

All the scenes

So again she will rise

Just another day

To be the slight breeze

For a world that

Will never really care

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