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4/26/2014

 
We are the winds
Changing direction without notice
Flowing with purpose

We are the rains
Falling when clouds become full
Nourishing seeds

We are the wolves
Snarling at the scent of danger
Loyal until the end

We are the moons
Enticing with each side we show
Reflecting great light

We are the flowers
Delicate enough to fill with spirit
Rooted in the ground​

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