The Winds of Love

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The winds of love blow as they please.
Fast and furious,
slow and sweet;
aromatic, bitter, void;
rise to find you, then avoid.
Dance upon a shimmering lake,
clouded over in the wake.
Blessed I am that I should find,
the winds of love blow, ever mine.

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