The Wind

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An invisible force

Pushing against my face

I can not control it

Nor stop it

For it is a force if nature

A force that can push others

As myself

Into a river

Into a river i go

Therefore a mutuation takes place

And turns me into a fish

Inside that river

I find a dark hole

In that dark hole

I notice a wide range of purples

And as i get closer

Blue

Oh thou art

A galaxy ombre indeed

"Michael"

I hollered

"Cheese toasties at my place

You should come join me"

And the wind

Comes back

And reaches our inner souls

Pulls it into a ball of fetuses

And that my friend

Is

The

Evolution

Of

The Wind

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 01, 2014 ⏰

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