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The winds seem to be changing..and I'm not blowing them.

I can't seem to get a grasp on their direction, and I'm ever so tired of watching which way the leaves blow about.

To hell with the wind! The rains will come or they won't.

I've weathered storms before. If there are no rains, well, I'll have

to follow the herds won't I? They know where the waters are.

But I think before I go, I'll set a fire or two, that way the winds can

spread them along and destroy the very leaves they are blowing.

Then perhaps they will lament when they have only dust to scatter.

I wonder if they would mind, if it would even matter?

Tired cracking splintered chatter

Let me sleep!

What would it matter?



Priceless peace within my head

Let me sleep!

But not in death



Pressures pincers

Plethora of pain

Let me sleep!



I am tired again.