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The wind circles my house, blows in and out, and I love it...
Submitted:Mar 8, 2012 Reads: 23 Comments: 11 Likes: 4
The World Breathes
Windows rattle and huff, pull and release
Air blossoms, skirtling in, fanning out
Latches click and close, shift and shudder
Bellows ~ sucking, blowing, sucking, blowing
The world, breathing through my house
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