woke up in rainy autumn
morning mist beginning to wane
and the birds of the winged trees
calling my name
care less the clouds above me
the wind is gently lifting my hair
where the rivers of the wind fall light rain
now stand bare
listen to the flowing streams
golden in the shelter of my dreams
playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love
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