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The leaves rustled ; They spoke to her, As the win

The leaves rustled ; They spoke to her, As the wind whistled; They consoled her. Her tears were potion, She had not know; Until her power Had healed Almost all. . They threw the fruits down, At her feet; Gestured her And also greet She knew , not any words were needed to speak. They spoke to her, Mystic.. The satin curtains lined with lace..danced to the #rhythm of the #wind whistling as I sat at the balcony watching the #trees. There is #music in #silence. And that music #heals.. #yqbaba #yourquote
The leaves rustled ; They spoke to her, As the wind whistled; They consoled her. Her tears were potion, She had not know; Until her power Had healed Almost all. . They threw the fruits down, At her feet; Gestured her And also greet She knew , not any words were needed to speak. They spoke to her, Mystic.. The satin curtains lined with lace..danced to the #rhythm of the #wind whistling as I sat at the balcony watching the #trees. There is #music in #silence. And that music #heals.. #yqbaba #yourquote
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