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I am the wind
When the clouds turn grey
all I envision is serenity
but the rain leaves me speechless
drenched in overflowing reality.

Those tiny droplets
feels like slivers sharp
but the heavynesse
it makes me calm.

Enduring is a disease
that I am through
for I am the wind
I fall and fly too.

But it feels good
as in this glittering world
I have lost the sight
yet I , I feel so fine.

Like it doesn't really matter
reasons are the excuses made
for I am just the wind
and I feel one with the rain.

© Imagine