Whistling through trees,
Winding weaving singing here,
Breezes, Chinooks, wind
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Poetry
PoetryA bunch of poems that I have written. As you read more of the poems, the style changes as I change. This is a time capsule for my poetry.
Wind
Whistling through trees,
Winding weaving singing here,
Breezes, Chinooks, wind