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Restless, as my mind wanders
And my body cannot find the way
Like the leaf so desperately clinging
To that one last moment
Until the wind, relentless in its fury
Captures me, in a single gust
Cascading, swirling, slowly
Teasing the veins of my limbs
With the chill of October
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
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beautiful
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Thank you very much, FT!
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you are welcome, Dorinda
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This feels so light and surrendering, Dorinda. Love it 🙂
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Thank you so much, Erika! I was watching the leaves fall yesterday and I wondered what it would be like to just surrender to the wind…
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It sounds exactly like that. You did that great 🙂
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Thank you!! ❤
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Very welcome 🙂
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