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storm goes trough the leaves, creatig a russle, upsweeping
exilerating in times of health.
new leaves in spring
strong in summer.

When autumm falls the sound becomes upsetting
unease barely holding on, the tree lets go,
as the leaves no longer sing

this storm these rains they are reoccuring
sometimes fading never gone

accept, no way f changing nature
nothing can change no way to regain
control accept, lay down and surrender.
get up and fight
this eternal, internal
battle against the struggle, confusion

the sound of laughter chimes in the wind
leaves dancing, my hair loses touch
of my face
being kissed by the soft cooling touch of rain

accept no way of changing nature

nothing can change no way to regain
control, get up and lose it
lay down and accept this emotional rollercaoster
trough the tides
of me