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The flowers were tossed into the winds, causing their perfume to fill the field. As the weather cleared, and the clouds gave way to the sun, she faced the heavens and parted her lips to speak from her heart.
"O' winds," she whispered to the gale, "Carry mine voice to grace his ears, tell him I pray his return."




