WIND

 WIND

An unexpected visitor arrived in our town of Flint Hill the other day. Yes unannounced, having journeyed far and wide, legend has it that he was

the son of the rock of ages, ancient of time.

Angles chasers, his presence was as we all beheld

Near and far, history recorded one never to forget.

Warranted and indifference that some even suggested 



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