Wind Farm
Harvesting
what can't be seen.
A bumper crop
was gathered yesterday.
"Chocks away,"
we yelled, as one
(our voices lost to the wind).
We took off.
And landed here.
The Wind
Harvesting
what can't be seen.
A bumper crop
was gathered yesterday.
"Chocks away,"
we yelled, as one
(our voices lost to the wind).
We took off.
And landed here.
The Wind
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