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Wind Rite

simplified, expelled out of the meaning of word
begged to the ground, changed cash my body earth
my voice.. heard the unnecessary me
Ive read.. my mind reflected on eyes
letters rarified sentences
grew metaphors on high of mountains
a verb was I without tense
rejected, brat, reason, holed
sun coloured to my eyes
lost my paint, paled, of burnt
stinking the sky, was not blue romantique
its dizziness was of nausea not of dance or grace
gone mad a horse with its serenest kicks
horseshoes were passionate for ground
wings for the sky
the wind was a birds' rite
earthquake was of a horse

surrounded, stoned
pebble was I
t h r o w n t o a r o c k.

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what is the cause of thise rebellion? nice to read it