Writeober Day 19: Wind

I am unlimited. 

I have no shape or form. I move about as I please, slave to no man’s will. I wear many faces, perform many functions.

I am fear. I am comfort. I am the voice of the one who made me. I am stillness. I am rage. I am the heart of the tempest. 

I travel the world and I do not rest. I have been everywhere and met the eyes of every single person living on this earth. 

Some people call me gentle. Others say I am fierce. But truly, I have no motives. I go where I will, and my presence is always known. 

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