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when the wind talks
when the wind talks
whipping up a storm
my breath is taken
my thoughts are paused
the rustling leaves
in an ocean of trees
share forgotten memories
when the wind talks
whipping up a storm
gasping for air
cries of desperation
die in my throat
past sorrows loosen
blowing cobwebs from my mind
when the wind talks
filling my sails
guiding me in unchartered waters
stillness settles inside
my centre
calm and undisturbed
when the wind talks,
it sings of love
my heart listens,
and my tears remember