Master of the Wind Above the lot they veered and tuned. I sat in the car thinking how I've yearned. All the currents of living that I don’t understand, taught from birth that I need a plan. I watched those white wings as they hovered and skimmed. I wish I was a master of the wind. Here in these doldrums of shopping for food, the everyday routine h…
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