I am as strange as the rain in summer.
I am the bellow of the wind at night.
I am the river that floods the meadows.
I am the dreams that died of fright.
I am nothing of matter or substance.
I am the wisp of a thought you once had.
I am the light you see from your window.
I am all that’s good and what’s bad.
I am not the belief some hold dearly
I am not a person to wear his heart on his sleeve.
I am the one you gave your trust to.
I am watching as you leave.
I am hearing your voice as it echoes.
I am the one that hears your tone.
I was the one who was patiently waiting.
I was the love you once held that’s now flown.
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