Wind

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    This is kind of my persepctive on wind when i'm runnning: the way it feels cooling and then seeming to tear at you-urging you to stop. Enjoy :)

    Wind

    Wind holds your face at first,
    Gently caressing your skin,
    But as you brawl and run against it,
    It's patience wears thin,
    Suddenly those long, wispy, fingers,
    Are clawing at you,
    Snaking within you,
    Teasing flesh and bone,
    Grabbing at you heart,
    What a contriversal being,
    One of neither light nor dark.

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    freemansvoice commented on Wind

    11-27-2010

    A little different. I use to distance run and I can recall many a day running into a winter wind. It will stand you up, stall your progress, turn you around, spank you , and send you home.
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