Sometimes we’ll fall and get lost in the wind
our smile will become a part of
the sky
laughter will be buried beneath trees
and flowers from the future
will carry our
scent
and when the hurricane comes
we’ll live in the
wind
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we’ll be buried beneath flowers
and live in trees
the wind
from the future
will become a part of our scent
when the hurricane comes
the sky will fall
(sometimes)
we’ll get lost and our smile and laughter
will carry the wind
in