MY TURNA Poem by Jaybam
A WINDY WHISTLE
LEAD TO AND EARLY DISMISSAL, AS I FELT THE COLD UP MY SPINE AND THE CRACKEL IN MY KNEES. I WAS LOST IN THE MOMENT. TERAS STOOD STILL ON MY FACE, AS I SAW EVERYTHING AROUND ME, BUT DIDNT HEAR A WORD, NOR SEE THE LEAVES MOVE ON THE TREES. IT WAS MY LAST BREATH AS WELL AS MY FIRST. IT WAS MY FREEDOM FROM LIFE AND ALL THAT IT WAS WORTH.
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