East Wind

I was a shield from the sun

I was a barrier from the heat

a half twist with ends flowing free

I was protective, restorative

now lowly debris

My purpose was one of meaning

Left behind on the ground of the Super-Mega Scene of Convenience

Once Fly A – F

Now a parking lot wheft

The wind blows East.

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