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Wind
the wether outside is unbelieveable, darkness covers the sky as the wind howls my name like a serin, begging me to go to it, luring me into the night like a trance. Im outside as i type this, my foster parents left and i sit in the front yard watching everthing. the full moon yesterday had glown so brightly, so beautifully. now its day, yet the sun is hiden behind thosands apon thosands of grey clouds. my tree is bending and swaying at the wim of the powerful air, i can alomst hear it cry out in pain as its branchs snap under the winds might, the air is full of water, i can feel it crease my bare back. it feels so good against my pale skin. it must be around 30 degrees but yet im still shirtless watching the sky. this is the most beautiful weather ever. its breathtaking
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