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let just say this that I was bored and needed something to do so I just made up a poem so hope you like it.

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I am daydreaming of the
mighty wind that would blow
down an enemy house.
I am sure I will be glad to
see that.
I know its just a day dream
and will not be reality.
My wind will atleast keep
blowing until I am happy again.
My wind blow as if there is an
end.
When I see you blow I feel relax
and not only that, you make me
happy as ever. Sometimes I am
speachless and will not talk.
Wind, you never once disapoint me
nor make me unhappy.
You shine in me...well blow though
into me and make know that you
are here beside me.
I was never lonely with your gone,
I know you will come back again.

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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