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Skins

Tags: opened skin

I opened my window
And in came a bird;
He dropped by to tell me
No songs goes unheard.

I opened my window
And in came a breeze,
To kindly remind me
I bear the strength of trees.

I opened my window
And in came the rain,
To tell me she can
Wash away every pain.

I opened my window
And, as they all fled,
They carried away
The skins that I shed.




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