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As the Wind Blows

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As the wind blows
It wipes away my tears
It washes away my fears
My heart begins to tear

As the rain falls
I feel it on my skin
I hear the rain drops whisper
I feel it soaking in

In order to move on
You have to accept the past
And accept each living moment
As if it was your last

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