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| Unleashed They thought they could use me to warm their toes, to cook their meals, to dispose of their trash. No longer am I their servant, now they flee from me, I have been unleashed to devour all in my path. My power is boundless as I create my own wind to travel wherever I please. My beauty illuminates all around me, my colors change from golds, to reds and blues as I dance in the tree tops. I am borderless. Hear me crackle and roar! ~~ Judi Van Gorder Notes: ▶︎ |