The wind brushing my face gathers all forest musicians.
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A whisper from the distance
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Yes, it's a sunset, but it's also a sunrise somewhere.
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Through your black eyes, seeing the shining stars
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Thank you, time, once jagged reefs are now soft sands.
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No wins or losses, just experiences and treasures
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Seasons change, yet my mountains and seas always remain
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