See over there
said the wind
I can't see it
I whispered
The world is silent
and the trees are gone
and the bodies are broken
and the sun has dimmed
I can't see it
I whispered to the wind
I can't see it
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Short StoryEvery picture tells a story, And every story paints a picture, So why can I not use a picture to tell a story? I do not own any of these pictures. All works in this book are fiction. (Please let me know if you would like me to tag anyt...
