Winds Of Time
By leahcullen
“Winds Of Time” Secret winds of time, That blow around your neck. Standing on a cliff, Looking down to the ground. Thinking deep thoughts, With your hair dancing past. The secret winds of time, Speak all of the past. Birds singing songs, But now have no echo. The four winds of time, Are now calling for you. -Leah Cullen- -16-04-2002- Written April 17th, 2002 © on Apr 17 2002 03:36 AM PST 0 • 10
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