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Blown In The Wind I am like a leaf that's been blown in the wind. I am here and there. I am everywhere my friend. Torn apart by loves viscous hate and jealousy. I am, but a mere piece of my former inner self. The wind has taken me to many a destination. Part of me has been left in several locations. If you ever decide to come back and reunite. Maybe then I can pick up the pieces, alright. My body can be made whole again, within. The heart must do whatever it feels again. Until you come to pick up the pieces, love. I'll be blowing in the wind down and above. BY: Kings
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