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His name – strong wind – a force to be reckoned with,

Colliding with the humans’ selfish push forward,

A piece of a jumbled puzzle, 

threatening to fall apart anytime.

He was like a fierce ocean gust,

Awakening our subconscious 

to reach out

and protect 

everything fragile

that is now in our hands.


1975 – 2000


by Patrycja Williams

Orcan – L39

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