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oh my.
Playful, the rippling
Surf, washing over our toes
Fearful, the watching
Crowd, seeing as the waves rose

Joyful, the windy
Meadow, crickets in our hands
Sorrowful, the gray
Sky, ready to drench the lands

Beautiful, drifting
Snow, floating across our sight
Bountiful, ice cold
Flakes, that froze the land in white

Wonderful, leaping
Flames, that warmed our frigid hearts
Hateful, the flying
Sparks, That sent us jumping apart

Disdainful, dark gray
Clouds, that block the light of day
Faithful, the shining
Sun, that sends the gloom away

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Wooden hands wave goodbye
to the day
to the night
to whatever may come

Windows stand watching
the stars overhead
As the sun shines below
From what they can see

We may be stiff
a little
Joints twisting with metal snaps
We may be dead
a little
Hearts yearning with unnending pleas

Please
My wooden hands are waving
Please
My metal neck is craning
To see the stars overhead and the sun below
We look too far and cannot see
Anymore

My metal eyes are straining
Please
My wooden feet are running
Please

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