I watch the grass as it sways
In winds stronger than I’ve er’ seen.
Branches rip from the trees.
The clouds roil like the seas.
Lightning streaks cross’ the skies.
All of it in my mind.
Oct 18, 2025
Oct 18, 2025 at 2:31 PM UTC
I watch the grass as it sways
In winds stronger than I’ve er’ seen.
Branches rip from the trees.
The clouds roil like the seas.
Lightning streaks cross’ the skies.
All of it in my mind.
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