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Blowing In The Wind

If a sit still long enough
And focus...really focus
I begin to shrink
In size...until I'm tiny...tiny...tiny...

If I really focus hard enough
My layers are stripped away
To the core of my existance
That will never ever fade

If I really focus hard enough
I can actually disappear
Into the void of nothingness
Of which I have no fear

For once this moment comes for me
I will be free once again
To blow upon the wind
Wherever I may choose

I will travel to far off places
I will watch my loved ones grow
I will linger when and where I choose
An no one...will ever know...

Dee Daffodil (HW) 17 February,2007

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i was waiting for you to reverse the process, and grow bigger, and i guess you did, in your own little way. The proverbial bug on the wall, with good intentions. And you got to play on a popular song title in the process. Love it.
...Dee, wonderful Dee, you've done it again, blown our minds
Bravo Dee, a brilliant well expressed piece of art.
Wow. Thought this was wonderful. First read I thought it was a 'waiting-to-die' poem but that's FAR too cynical. Levelled, layered and very pretty. S x
tiny tiny tiny? just a note, if you've become a dust mote, please don't think me any meaner if you end in the vacuum cleaner! nice imaginative write, Dee. -c
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