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try to feel good
try not to feel bad
no anger, grief, negativity


I don't try to control the wind
it blows hard or soft
gentle and warm
ice finger tickling
or roaring howling rain
or snow blown against my face

I let the wind blow
through me
I feel the wind
sometimes I curl up and batten the hatches
for a particularly hard blow
it's best to ride it out

and the vast sea depths
change slowly

I dreamed of rain

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