In the cackling, har-de-har, wind
I sashaying, underneath the sky
Frolicking about the flurry
Joying in the air cry
Laughing calmly, among the windy
Rejoicing, beneath the gusty
All the while, walking on air, blissfully
In enchanting, wind gaiety
© daniel miltz
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