Word Power
My thoughts and my words
Will float on the breeze
That blows through the trees
Speaks to the leaves
That always receive
The essence
The message
The feeling
The meaning
Whispered through grass
History passed
Embedded in the ether
The Ever Akasha
Written in the records
To always be
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