The wind made her to trust,
In the mystery of space,
And the wonder of gravity.
It gave her a sixth sense,
To hinder the obstruction in her heart,
The wind made her trust,
In her soul,
And the essence of her being,
The wind made her sway,
In the velocious
Side to side on her feet,
But life is more affirmative,
To a soul that holds the wind.
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