The wind bit me in the neck
whipped my face with chilly force
ignoring it was fruitless
and so I changed my course;
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Change // beautiful poem change thyself to the philanthropic human/ the wind the breeze the rain the coolness the warmth the sun the moon the day and night come let all come to change the world to change constitution of world to change me, s/she and you to the philanthropic human from the hatred, revengeful mind!
A well penned sublime composition......10+++😮