The Wind

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    The Wind

    The wind is blowing not only through the trees,
    but my memories of you.
    Remembering the things you said, the thing you did.
    At that time I didnt know you.
    We laughed at the funny things, cried for the sad.
    We walked in the snow,
    walked in the rain,
    but we walked into a painful love neither of us could handle.
    I was beginning to know you.
    We gave our love,
    gaveour heart,
    it was so beautiful.
    I finally knew you.
    Then one day you came and said "I'm sorry it's over,"
    My life feel into despair.
    That'swhen I knew I loved you.
    I saw you yesturday,
    our eyes met,
    our lips talked with no words.
    My love grew deeper.
    We sat under our old tree,
    your eyes full of tears,
    my heart full of love,
    you told me you loved me,
    I got up,
    you asked "stay forever"
    I'll always love you.

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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