I am the voice of the wind
The one you've forgotten
That sang lullabies to you as a child
Now I am singing a song of despair
Begging for some grown kid to remember
The soothing melodies of the sleepless nights
I am the song of the moon and the skies
The child who asked the cosmos all why's
Hear the wind's desperate cries
The songs of the wind too changes with time, but there is song for everyone in its bag. Congratulations on POD
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Make no mistake that infants are fully very aware of the wind and their surroundings.