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Ordinary Story
I am that willow tree
standing there in the valley
you could rest near me
tell me your secrets
whisper your stories to me
I am that wind you feel on your face
blowing the dark clouds away which replaced
the warm sun on your cloudy days
But to me you mean so much more
when you are near
I am not so scared anymore
to me you are home
where I’ll never be alone
-grace
