Whispers

It felt
like
whispers
on the wind

It sounded
like
wind chimes
banging crazily
against
the leafless
lifeless trees

Sometimes
a change
in perception
is the only way
to survive

She stepped
into the wind
and felt her hair
whip around her head
in a mad frenzy
hair
that was
no longer there

whispers
on the wind
turned into
soft incantations
passionate invocations

as she let
the magic
of silence
take her

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