38: Words

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Numb winds underneath the sun,
sun radiating into the atmosphere.
Out into the breeze it flies, it goes and run,
washing away all my known fears.

This is life, this is my hometown.
Inside a book cover an adventure,
an open curiousity as to what goes down,
inside these three-hundred pages what is the lecture.

A chill breeze and a lavender infused blanket
bright enough read the words and to submerge.
All the wisdom here, better than any planet,
somewhere else, there is no need to search.

Over the rainy morning my pen pals get their response,
carefully thought from around the stratosphere,
typing meticulous about their fears and wants
to what makes them want something dear.

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