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With One Wind

I’ve seen the clear sky,

Turn overcast in seconds,

Just like I’ve seen care,

Turn into anger,

And protectiveness,

Turn to possessiveness,

Asking for space,

Turned into an insult,

From saving yourself,

Turn to blaming yourself,

And just like that,

With one wind,

There could be clouds over your head,

Rumbling with thunder,

Threatening to pour all over you,

While you still admire the good ol’ sunny weather.


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