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The one who controls the wind



As a cushion for her feet



Drifted the dead dry leaves



Before her on the street



Playfully lifted 



A lock of her hair



Caressed her cheek



With tender care



Helped her along with



A following breeze



Sang her a song through



Rustling boughed trees



Escorted her unseen to



Her Lover’s embrace



Then silently turned



To leave that place



Turned to face the wide sea



And with a despairing wail



Whipped up that ocean



With a tempestuous gale



Worked out his rage



With one last desparate cry



Culminating with one 



Last accepting sigh



Lashed the waves



Against the shore



The let peace



Reign once more



Never looked for her again



Just breathed one icy breeze



Causing the town one 



Early unseasonal freeze



Causing she and her lover



To snuggle up in a tight embrace



As his goodbye breath icily



Kissed cool her face



Then the one who controls the wind



That lovelorn one



Resolutly turned its back



And silently moved on.



 



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Winter Ballad