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You guys don't have to read this. I just need a breather.

❝We were living minds with dying hearts.❞

Poetry written by me. Inspiration found in everyday life continues to spark ideas for my poems, if anyone reading this has any poetry please tell me I would love to read it. Top ranking: #11 in poems

Short Poetry- Where the West Wind Blows is a collection of stories from where ever the West WInd comes from. From across meadows and forests, oceans and mountains, rivers and valleys, the West Wind carries a unique language of its own. This is my translation, brought to you straight from the depths of my mind.