~ he didnt know w h e r e to go the wind n o one around so h e flew when he w i s h e d he could go little girl w a t c h e d and wanted to touch the w i n d but the wind is fast and she is s l o w creeping creeping no it wont be last time she said but no w i n d is slow listening and the breeze hurts through c l o t h pain subsides unlike the wind both none only one of them will e v e r be able to fly* ~