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The Melancholy fashions a thin blanket around me only to be raptured by the wind once more.
The storm is coming, I wait patiently beneath my friend, the willow.
My mind is in a state of chaos, until I feel the wind shift my moods.
I think of you and a calmness takes over, swiftly replaced by the fluttering wings of my heart.
The storm is repressed within your eyes, leaving me unscathed.
I hear your voice on the wind, brushing against my ears.
Sitting here alone, I'm slightly discontent, save for the willow.