Born Anew
All so suddenly the weather starts hitting a little harder than usual
Just like that the rains don't drip of heartbreak and loss anymore
And when one glances up at the trees
they dance in the bracing winds that smell of clandestine feelings creeping in slowly
The silver moon shines brighter than usual tonight
Maybe it has sensed the change of seasons
And when I stand under the majestic night tonight
The wind howls in my ears and pleads my hair to wave him goodbye
And under the whimsical silver beam of the moon,
Tonight I'm born anew.
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