wind

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    • is sad because i know i'm losing everything

    wind

     i hear my name when the wind blows
    i wonder do any one else know
    they'd never believe me
    i float in the wind like a busy bee
    i'm growing up strong like a mapple tree
    all because of the sun,wind and the seed

    The rain reminds me of my tears
    all the pain i suffered in the years
    i'm amazed i survived this long
    thanks to real friends and blue i'll be strong
    stay doing right and knowing whats wrong...
    all because of the wind

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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