cry of the nature
im the air
fill in ur lungs
travel tru ur bloodlines
u can't see me
u can't see me
not even touch me
but u can feel my presencen
u used me to live ur life
im the wind
travel across the ocean
bring along the feeling of freshness
but sometime include the package of storm
im the sky
stay top of ur head
filtered away unwanted ultraviolet
to keep u healthy and cheerful
and u were human being
a homo sapiens
easily annoyed and unsatisfied
by what we were used to be
tear up our heartbroke it into pieces
without even care of our inner feeling
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