nature
The sun goes down
clouds appear
rain comes down
sorrows are in the air
birds are chirping
wondering whats going on
babies are crying
and keep being born
people are dying
and so are dreams
minds are being wasted
no thoughts are being freed
its almost over
things are coming to an end
it was nature
but now its gone with the wind
clouds appear
rain comes down
sorrows are in the air
birds are chirping
wondering whats going on
babies are crying
and keep being born
people are dying
and so are dreams
minds are being wasted
no thoughts are being freed
its almost over
things are coming to an end
it was nature
but now its gone with the wind
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