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I will become the wind

To always be there

Hearts of the storm with anger

A look that ignites everything.

I will become a river

To bathe you in water

In time I won’t stop

And make you forever young.

I will be the sea

Joy to be forever

I will hide all sorrows,

Because I love you endlessly