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I don't want to try
To live is to be free
The wind
Lost amongst
Every and all things with a swift
Time and motion
You can see me and fee the warmth
I've lost
Ugly
Unseemingly horrendous
A small nasty
Inkly to even pretend I'm anything
Besides gone

Just like wind
I am the leaf
That crinkles
Beneath her feet
Xoxo ,
Scarlet