The wind that has passed through the mill
Carries my cries over the hills
but no one comes
I walk this earth with weary feet,
and pictures of those I've yet to meet,
still on my mind
I have a place, as plane as day,
I left it behind, miles away.
Never look back
The sun is pulling my light feet west,
and in the evenings lets me rest,
then carries on.
There are no tears within my eyes
for without the rain of stormy skies,
the grass still grows
I bear these loads until I find Rhye,
but even after i do die,
the wind will blow...
... And so it does....














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a level seven cucumber!! enjoy your cold chilli!!
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