whispers in the wind
I hear you calling my name
whispers in the wind
like a fleeting thought
floating through out
of everything sought
whispers in the wind
gently they surround
just like when
you are around
whispers in the wind
softly murmering
YOUR name
It would be nice
to have our picture
in the same frame.
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