He beckons and calls
Howls and demands
How can resist
When the clever wind insist
He claws at my dress
He flows through my veins
How can defy
When the witty wind cry
I must leave at once
Must not have a care
I must leave everything
When my destiny the wind bring
Not this time please
Let me just settle here
My request is rescinded
I move with the wind
Move with the wind? Anything against the will may be adventurous but what lies after it is not for me to tell. Better to decide for one self than to be dragged into something.
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Sounds adventurous, but such decision can be risky and you may end up in a storm, who knows. It is better to think about it, to be in a better position to make a decision than just jumping into the wind, like that. An adorable piece.