The wind whistles in my ear
And I can’t think.
The geese croak strangely
And fly too low
Today.
I have to stop pacing.
Look at the sky.
Seek my silent
Friend.
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The wind whistles in my ear
And I can’t think.
The geese croak strangely
And fly too low
Today.
I have to stop pacing.
Look at the sky.
Seek my silent
Friend.