Wind, winds me up,up and away*
A blustery day, clouds all around
March is setting in, winds whooshing sound
A bolder move that Now we can see
But there is nothingness here, how could it be?
I am in amazement, as all things do not stay
Look, a bunch of leaves all running away
Why is this like this? One does not know
For the nothingness does this, this is how the wind blows
Dom*Colucci 2010
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