Wind

Time is like the wind 

You can’t see it

It’s subtle at times

But also unforgiving 

It is here

It is not 

Wind carries boats across vast oceans 

It allows kites to fly the highest of highs

And the lowest of lows

Wind is free flowing 

Infinite progression 

While we see the regression 

◄ Blind death

North & south ►

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