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Taunting wind
The wind blows heavy and loud through everything in its path.
It cuts deep and true with its cold harsh reality.
Never ending sending countless wave one after the other against my very soul.
Pushing me forever forward away from where I wish to return.
Relentless as if it has been given life and will continue to pursue me to the end of time.
Caught up in its full strength and menace, beaten bloddy in both body and soul.
Reaching out for branches of hope that are pull away one after other.
I find myself alone on the empty vast tundra that is my life.
Can there be no hope left out there for this soleman soul seaking some warm and shelter.
Knowing the wilderness seem empty I will continue my journey hoping to find what has been lost, even if in some small measure.
