Just like the wind
We thought you were a gale
But you were not more than
A mild breeze......
You voice was soft
Like the rustling of leaves
But on one sad day
The storms found you
And threatened you to change.....
They wanted you to
Make all the mighty trees sway.....
You tried your best
And we could not defend
Who thought you'd become
The flower that we saw yesterday?
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