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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Wind
[time] => 2004-05-28 09:21:32
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[bodytext] => In the high deset Of Northern Nevada, The wind arises Without warning Scraping unimpeded Across the landscape. Lonely aspen trees Dance with the wind That tugs at them, Inviting them To abandon their roots. I love the sound, The smell, the feel Of the wind. I wonder, does it recognize me When it wraps its Arms around me, Tugging at my sleeve. I hear it now, In the music of the leaves, Singing a song of passion, Calling for my surrender. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 21 [informant] => gingerblue [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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