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wearing wind chimes like perfume
I heard wind chimes today on my walk, but saw nothing but a sugar maple and a house with flaking paint. The wind was up, and I thought,
Somewhere there's a woman who wears wind chimes dangling from her ears and wrists and maybe from each twisting braid, if she has braids. A spirit wind surrounds her all the time, so the chimes are ringing all the time. She changes them all the time--some days silvery tones, some days heavy porcelain ones--they have colors and create an aura, just like perfume.
Somewhere there's a woman who wears wind chimes dangling from her ears and wrists and maybe from each twisting braid, if she has braids. A spirit wind surrounds her all the time, so the chimes are ringing all the time. She changes them all the time--some days silvery tones, some days heavy porcelain ones--they have colors and create an aura, just like perfume.
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