Wind
you billow
you bluff
you can't blow enough
you twirl and spin
you craft waves and dunes
you blow through full moons
you come from the west to the east
can't ever cease
you never bring peace
surround my form
create me a storm
weave through my hair
while leaving the ground bare
tug at my clothes
its you I chose
as all wizards know as all wind go
an ever changing breeze
it's you that I seize
it's you I need
it's me you must heed.
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