The wind sings-
she gathers stories, whispering tales of people lost long ago.
she tells them to me
but I forget as soon as she is gone.
The wind sings-
she gathers stories, whispering tales of people lost long ago.
she tells them to me
but I forget as soon as she is gone.
When I looked at you I saw-
decades of pain and sorrow
I tried to hold you close
but you pushed me away
I dreamed and yearned for you
to find your peace
But it wasn't til he called you back
to that horrid place
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