the wind chimes
fight back
steadfastly
they will not let up
yelling and clanking
their way against the storm
they will
defeat the rain
and outlast
the cold
the wet
the air
their strings bind them
and may one day
set them on separate ways
but they will live on
more from the shadows
and from behind the shrubs
in which they'll fall
If
and only if
I don't get to them
first
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