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Wind of Change

 

Flung too high for to be

     on an arc too soon to end

dropping back to where it began

     casting the spark into the night

 

flying free through the dark

     going as fast as any might

till at last comes to an end

     giving all that it is to change

 

together now moved by it

     forming that which is in need

becoming a part of a greater whole

     powered by which once had been

 

from the light of a distant star

     change has come to this place

a flower lifts up its golden head

     in the light of what once had been

 

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