Dear God,
Wind.
It blows softly.
It speaks loudly.
It invigorates me.
Why do I like wind so much?
I just do.
Thanks God.
I like wind.
Keep it coming.
Make my wind chimes ring.
Thanks for my hearing aids.
Good night.
Love, Lynne
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