Lullabies sung in the wind,
Sing to be heard once again.
Hushing rivers rise to meet the tides.
Summer rain, drown me once again.
Lightly snow, the fear that doesn't show.
Twinning branches, twine to meet my stand.
Sun kissed skin, melts in the Arctic circle.
Gentle pedals brush beneath my hand.
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