that lifted my soul
that gifted me mortal life,
a dancing fool
chocking for air, hardly breathing
you were the storm
that that kneeled kissed me
the wind that brushed my hair
the leaves that touched me
in my empty living
you were the storm
that came fiercely in my brain
and left me wondering
is it a game?
or is just my life
you were the storm
that moved the trees
and I helpless once again
a flower bowing to your winds
I plea only for a sign
what is wrong and what is right
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