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feel the sweet Lanchava breeze.
smell flowers.
Submitted:Aug 19, 2008 Reads: 183 Comments: 2 Likes: 1
Lovely wind on my face,
Annoying kids playing loud games,
Never turning back.
Crying of the bear,
Howling of the wolf,
And the sweet summer's breeze on my face.
Vengence for my father gone,
And i am reborn.
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