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Whooshing Dance

All of the trees are doing the whooshing dance.
Their sway calls forth a primitive trance. .
Oh lovely reckless leaves.
Mysteriously rattle with voracious breeze.
Reminds us we beat with life.
Despite our mind's yearning deep dives.
Gusty voluptuous velocity.
Refreshes the stagnant heat.
While ferocious pleasure seizes.
With the whooshing dance shaking trees.
Written by deliabear (Debbie)
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