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#WritcoPoemPrompt120
The wind carried words through the sky that blew thee,
Lying on a velvet swing,
Swinging under a tree,
Whilst waiting for the King,
the world stopped.
As I await you,
eternally yours.
© heidilore
The wind carried words through the sky that blew thee,
Lying on a velvet swing,
Swinging under a tree,
Whilst waiting for the King,
the world stopped.
As I await you,
eternally yours.
© heidilore
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