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Free Verse, inspired from a piano piece of the same name. |
| Oh, whirling wind, swoop me away; May I glide with the vectoring mists of past, To where’re you choose; So I may rise away from burdensome yesterday’s. Whirling wind, beneath me and atop my sensitivities, Float forward; Furl me to my landing spot, upon a new tomorrows hope. |