Blow, it will
One day calm
Next day strong
Never stops
Moving along
Blow, it will
One day cold
Next day hot
Never the same
Surprise me not
Blow, it will
One day dark
Next day bright
Every hour
Guaranteed to excite
Blow, it will
One day rough
Next day flat
Ever-changing faces
Ready for combat
Blow, it will
One day confused
Next day makes sense
Willing to adapt
Is the right defense
Blow, it will
No matter what
How loud the roar
Nor the direction
The wave hit the shore
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