White Wind
Woke up this morning
Wind blowing so strong
Sky is gray it was coming
No one knows sorrows long
Sounds are stirring in my mind
Who could tell this was the sign
Did you know a big black crow?
Is flying in with the morning snow
I am foreboden
I am silent
I am malevolent
I am dying
Do you think that it is time?
Memories are starting to leave my mind
Adorned in with White Light
I am ready
Yes take me
Tis' a beautiful sight
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