sweet song,
curled canvas of the wind,
paint the words
of a multi facetted sence
Let it know,
for it thinks of its own
here and gone again
like a day dream
and a thousand times sweeter
A happy nostalgia
and a love far from gone
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As you can tell from from the title, I was at a creative zenith when I wrote this poem...
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