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Poetry prompt: Wind (Day 27)


Poetry Prompt:

Who is the wind spreading your petals through the sky?



I don't see them as much as I'd like because chronic illness and this damn pandemic but my niece and nephews always center me. For me, this prompt is asking me to think about who changes everything I am and also grounds me when its really hard without asking any of me to change.










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white daisies in a field

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Who is the wind spreading your petals through the sky?


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