The Wind

It Sings a Ghastly song
Tempting yet Subtle
Slighted Voices pass the Window
Where Slighted Voices cannot go

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Darkness is the Earth
As Gaea Settles and Sits
A Kin near Next to Birth
And Darkness is it

Today I am Free

Today I am Free
I Run on Wings that Keep
me Aloft from the Wanting
World.

I Rest on a Wavering
Ocean of Decisions made
Years of Tears That Created
This Mass
This Thought
This Individual

Between My Fingers
This Free Bird Flies
Through Slices of Smiles
Atop Round Laughs
In Colours of Happiness Found
This Mass

Free-Floating along Another
Watching the Swirling Worlds
Gather Themselves

Today
These are the Days I Love to Be
Me