Poem Competition
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on Wed, 07/15/2009 at 9:05pm.
The wind whispers into my ear a secret never heard
Trees wave to it in greeting as it passes by
In a quick breeze, then there's silence
Throught the moutainous reigions that lies below my eyes and beyond
A tree branch falls to the earth
The thud echoes through and weaves around the mountains
Then the sound fades to a whisper
As the wind comes back with another secret to tell me