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Sighs of the night,

fears of your fright.



Desperation of delay,

I see you see it my way.



Suspicion of another,

you in the cutter.



Awake of the crys,

the need of your trys.



Motivation of a wildcat,

the speed of all that.



Weekness of a rat,

blindness of a bat.



Tiredness as you can see,

the buzzing of a bee.



flowers of the open fields,

of the open fields.



As the wind blows,

shall the earth flow.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this so very long ago, and I fund it in my box of memories.

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

Calls slow tonight so able to hop on net . great piece from the memory box!