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Special Wind

A little poem explores the idea of missing someone even after they have damaged you.

By Rabson Kashamba


a picture shows a young woman gazing out of a car window
Photo by Anastasia Shuraeva on Pexels

It's true that I got enough.
That's why I act like I don't care.
But sometimes special wind blows,
And I really think about you.
 



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