Whooshing wind swiftly tickles the charms,
They clang together in perfect harmony,
Singing into my ears,
Their beautiful songs,
Enchanting me with their secrets,
Telling me innocent little things,
Hidden to be untold,
Crossed my heart,
I'd keep the secret of the wind chimes,
And leave it to be silenced,
Then it all stopped,
Quick and swift,
Just like the wind.
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Poetrypoems. [READ PLEASE] i wrote most of this in the sixth grade. just saying.
