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WIND: The Wind blows quietly It whispers in my ear Leaves brush my bare legs Tingles remain But I can't go I can't leave The wind keeps me If I go If I leave Leaves take me back So don't allow me to go
A quiet wind is the whole scene here, and it feels both gentle and a little controlling. The speaker stands outdoors while the wind whispers in their ear and leaves brush against their bare legs.
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