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The wind in my face
The tears I embrace...Showing.
Full of despair
The power of air...Flowing.
The love that I found
Became my lifebound...Knowing.
An orb in my hand
My staff in the sand.
One shall not mind
Were the last of our kind...Sadly.
Our hearts full of pain
Some say were insane...Gladly.
We fled to the sky
Forever to hide.
Our minds and our bods
Immortally gods.
Stopping our cries
From drenching the skies...The thunder.
Unable to share
The fact that were scared...More blunders.




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