How the wind plays into trees
bending, breaking, and uprooting
How it walks, crunching roofs
of sweet homes, chasing butterflies
and flops on its butt
flattening fields of wildflowers.
How its innocence of wonder
lay waste, unaware in want.

words of twilight
How the wind plays into trees
bending, breaking, and uprooting
How it walks, crunching roofs
of sweet homes, chasing butterflies
and flops on its butt
flattening fields of wildflowers.
How its innocence of wonder
lay waste, unaware in want.
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