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Finally I hear you say, I have contributed something of my own. Yay!

I want the wind
to just blow through me
not to part
around my form

I want the rain
to drizzle down
through my flesh
to puddle where my feet are not

I want the sun
to play in the air
where I cannot be seen
to cast no shadow of mine

I want the grass
to poke through
my soles without
bending and being crushed

I want to affect
or to not affect
anything at all

31/07/01

Copyrighted 2001 by Denni W.

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