relentless and remorseful

Musings and Amusings

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Dust

An icy wind whispers,

      Seeking calm’s devastation,

Twisting pebbles and twigs,

bits of leaves

      Swirl

   Soft clouds pursue footsteps

Define an earlier path,

Briefly lingering  

The unforgiving waft

Pilfers the memory

       Leaving behind

      A desolate trail in

                     Dust

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