Trees like tattered windmills
Stand tall in a line
Held high by the orb
Some higher than the others
Undertow
A Blind Bird
There's no sky, just stars.
Trees like tattered windmills
Stand tall in a line
Held high by the orb
Some higher than the others
A Blind Bird 
to bench-press the skies, hopefully 🙂
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Hopefully, yes! 🙂
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A very poetical comparison (tattered windmills) and a very contemplative atmosphere – in a word, a VERY beautiful poem 🙂 have a (very) nice week-end 🙂
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A very massive thanks! You too have a great weekend! Take care. 🙂
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Awesome poem. Howls!!
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Thank you! 🙂
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Reblogged this on Walkingtomydreams13.
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Hey, thanks for the reblog Nishita. Much appreciated. ❤
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Appreciated, ❤
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