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Author: shoshodem
Fiction Rated: T - English - Spiritual/Poetry - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-29-08 - Updated: 06-29-08 - Complete - id:2538633

I saw the wind

I saw the wind

The wind is calling me back to the sea of dreams

Of dreams made of sunshine and green leaves

Green leaves of sweet dreams

I saw the trees

The trees were flying across the sky

The sky of broken hearts were lying all around

All around and were mine

Hear the words from a book

He knows what’s best

He is what is best

I know he is the best for me

Believe in his philosophy

He sounds just like you and me

He is of your conscious: he is your personality

And remember these words

He is me

You know from everywhere

Together in air

You see me dressed up like a golden statue of pious

Golden statue of pious

Calling me

Calling me back to reality



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