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Painting by Clayton Kashubi
THE WIND
The wind promised
If I would take off my clothes,
It would turn into a girl.
I started taking
Off my clothes
Inherited from my ancestors.
Under the first layer,
Another layer;
Then an another layer.
The wind grew impatient
After waiting for years,
Left.
Duane Locke
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