Exercise on Psithurism

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Soft psithurism,
Slow sussuration,
Sweet expiration,

Blowing gently through my soul,
Like ghostly breaths we once stole,
Leaves me empty, never whole,

Winter’s first small bite,
Fades from grey to white,
Then destroys the light.

~O~

Or, alternatively ..

~O~

Soft psithurism,
Blowing gently through my soul,
Winters first small bite.

Slow sussuration,
Like ghostly breaths we once stole,
Fades from grey to white.

Sweet expiration,
Leaves me empty, never whole,
Then destroys the light

~O~

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