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Gentle Breeze

I heard the voice
Of a gentle breeze
Singing to my ear, huh huh.
The music was so touching, that I took my pen to think.

Should I say she is this gentle breeze?
Cos the thought of her makes me Rhapsodic and her presence makes me jubilate, just like the breeze.
This gentle breeze restores my being, and makes me kiss the air.

I kept feeling her presence even as
She said goodbye.
Oh gentle breeze don’t go
Sing to my ear one more time
Make me feel ingenious again.

I think I will call her my gentle breeze, huh huh, was what I heard, but my gentle body still feels the touch of a gentle being from this gentle breeze.

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