The wind reveals
Mysteries of the sky
The sad blues
And angry reds
And its grey sadness
swirls around in danger
Circling to the ground
To make a sad tornado
Its a warning
Blind to the eye
Noticable by touch
But ignored a lot
It calms down
To see its secrets
Protected and unseen
Then it starts to sing
A lullaby is heard
Throughhout a land
Of mystery and secrets
A soft tune mytic tune
The calm loving wind
Now turned breezy cool
But fun and happy
The wind had many colors
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