un­ti­tled 6

a man
may walk
in rain
and still
fly through
the clouds 

a wom­an
may run
in fields
and yet
fall out
of love 

a man
can fear
his life
but al­so
say no
to death 

a wom­an
can hate
all men
but want
to feel
their hands 

who knows
our minds
our means
who sees
our sins
our souls 

on­ly the wind

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