The sun shined bright,
and I, with all my might:
Roared in the wind with whispers.
The rain splashed down,
and I, without my crown:
Roared in the wind with whispers.
The earth shook well,
but I, deep within hell:
Roared in the wind with whispers.
Reading my death tome,
I, while being carried home:
Roared in the wind with whispers.
Along the wind I roared with whispers,
and my wailing continued long.
Waiting for the answer of someone.













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