We are so often unaware of the best things for us until it is too late!
The sky is like a breeze-
A breeze so faintly shared by few
but believed to be seen by many.
How dare you come into my life, breeze,
without the slightest warning!
GET OUT!
No, come back!
I need you more than I thought, oh simple breeze.
How could I be so foolish?
I should be honored to feel your chilling warmth.
A tingling sensation enters my toes.
Am I dead or alive?
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