Beneath the trees the wind is blowing
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my mind set free,never knowing
I know where I came from
but"how I came to be"
will life always be a mystery?
Were their hearts filled with joy
were they overcome with love
did they know I was sent from above?
When they left me far from home
was I left close to heart
did they know this would tear me apart?
Did they hold me close,put their hands to my face
and know that this would be a day they could never replace
I long for a day when....
answers are blowing in the wind
then my life can begin.