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The Howling of the Winds

I recently bought a flat in an apartment close by. It is nearing completion. I bought it because there were miles of greens around the place and loads of wind. Today, standing in what would be the master bed-room, five floors high, I could hear the winds howl. I looked around at the carpenters and ceiling guys, busy at work. Soon, it will be complete and everybody will clear out. I will have a beautiful apartment, all by myself.

It will soon be I and the howling winds again. On my way back home, I bought myself a bowl full of fishes. When I move into the new place, I will have more than myself moving in. Let the winds howl, I have heard them a lifetime. I know what the speak of. They try to shout down silences with their noise. I have got my fishes.

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  1. I love that the wind tries "to shout down silences with their noise" - a wonderful description!

    And I also love the sound of your new flat! (and your fishes.) :-)

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  2. The fishes are a good choice... no turbulence or confusion with them. Congratulations on the apartment... and the fishes.

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