Swept away, with the rush of the wind

Thoughts are scattered, then rescind

Words, once written, striped the page

Letters danced, in spasmodic ways

Cursive lines fell, in scriptive tones

To tell the tale, from flesh and bone

Penned in mystery, forever untold

Vanished, only for the wind to behold

Swept away once more, in a blustery gale

Scattered thoughts, again, shall always prevail

 

 

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