I’ve never liked the winds of change

they bring the cold and driving rain,

destroying what was calm and warm

and leaving nothing but the storm.

They make me have to rise and flee

to higher ground for my safety.

Then when they’re done I’m left again

to find new space I can fit in.

And oh the work, it brings me down

exhausted, humbled to the ground.

Yet in the...

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