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Thread of the breeze, floating through the silent trees
Ease with the keys, humming melodies with ease
Degrees of the freeze, turning into morning pleas
Seize what I please, floating on the urban seas
The wind is a loom, weaving through the quiet room
Chasing out the gloom, making all the spirit bloom
Knotted and tied, with the secrets that I hide
Gliding with pride, on a lyrical joyride
Wide open stride, with the sunrise as my guide
Side by side, with the rhythm as my bride
The air is a lace, brushing soft against the face
Finding my own pace, in this hollow urban space
Oh, spin the wind into a golden twine
Woven in the light, where the silver and the amber align
With every breath, a new design
Everything is yours, and everything is mine
It’s a breezy flow, where the hidden whispers go
In the morning glow, watching all the shadows grow
Pattern of the gust, shaking off the nightly dust
Simple and just, in the melody I trust
Thrust from the rust, into something I adjust
Must be the lust, for the morning’s golden crust
The sky is a shawl, draped across the city wall
Rising from the fall, standing steady, standing tall
(A swirling, airy jazz jam that feels like a sudden gust of wind)
Interlace the trace, of a fleeting time and place
Every single grace, in this rhythmic, woven chase
Higher than the wire, light the inner fire
Wind-blown flow is the only desire!
Oh, spin the wind into a golden twine
Woven in the light, where the silver and the amber align
With every breath, a new design
Everything is yours, and everything is mine
It’s a breezy flow, where the hidden whispers go
In the morning glow, watching all the shadows grow
Drifting on the air, without a single heavy care
Woven everywhere, in the morning’s golden flare
Just the wind and the rays
Loving these golden days
