It knows no limits.
No boundaries. No concept of time. It is and flows and blows. And it knows all. All around the world, it carries tiny reciprocating whispers. Good and bad. The wind gusts with no bias. Only maintaining equilibrium of the Earth’s spirit. No whisper ever goes unnoticed, or forgotten. They're always reciprocated. Comments are closed.
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