it is a beautiful wednesday afternoon and we are just walking alone. i watch you kick fallen leaves in your path and smile. a gentle mid september wind breeze past and swept the leaves out of your way. a cute frown creased across your forehead and i thought if i were the soft autumn breeze, you were the harsh winter storm, merciless to the underdressed and unfeeling to the unarmed. uncontainable like the winds of mother nature, you are a free spirit, you belong to no one. nobody could tie you down and i start to wonder what i am doing.

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