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...there was freedom |
| One Windy Night The wind blew so hard outside It pushed close the door of my room Leaving me inside in solitude and calmness The wind blew harder The plastic cup I left in my window Fell on the floor, rolled and reached my feet I picked it up, crumpled and trashed it Again, the wind blew hard The papers on my desk, one by one They fly high then dropped on the floor Then slowly moved to the corner It was cold, it was dark The the wind suddenly stopped I held my breath then Released As the heavens dropped the rain |