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Thursday 13 November 2014

I Can Feel

The wind tempting
My every move
Challenging my
Breath's will

Albeit a long
Day coming
To a close but
Not to an end

Shadows drift
Beneath and in
Front, clouding
Unfulfilled dreams

A wind heeded
In whispering
Undertones, haunting
Each step I take

While cowering
Shadows welcome
Wind's hovering
Zephyr

I tunnel inward
Eluding winds vice
Leaving behind
 Sinking shadows.


Edwin James
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