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A Whispering Breeze, breeze, fire, mystery, night, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, self, soul, wind
A Whispering Breeze
In the soft Fire Light
Caresses my Skin
In the Cool of the Night
Entrances my Thoughts
As it Flickers the Flame
Beguiling in Beauty
It Calls out my Name
Lures me to Where
The Sparks are ablaze
And Carries my soul
In Mysterious Ways
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