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The trees gently shook their delicate leaves

To announce the sudden arrival of the Wind

And along the avenue She softly breezed

Until She found and enveloped him.

«Why come now?» He asked Her afraid

«I can do this myself. I don’t need you.»

«My Love,» she sighed, «Such a mess you’ve made,

Of your life. But together we will start it anew.»