I am.
I am the rain, I pour out as please on
anyone who's there
I am the the trees, layers and layers of
secrets hiding the core
I am the wind, whispering to anyone
who can hear me
I am the water, still and motionless or
raging rapidly
I am the air, im just there
Waiting for someone to care
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