Your lonely whisper such a song across the plain
Through the treetops Flying is a blast
Yet your thinking of how much you could gain
Would it ever last
Sneaking by, experiencing so much hurt
Trying to be heard falling to your knees
Thoughts could be heard bet ween the dirt
You are lesser only the breese
But you have feelings too
Deep down inside about to break
If only they knew
Your feelings s w e p t away with a gentle rake
When you take a STAND when you need a friend
Who better than the wind
Gorzycki Middle School
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