Who am I?

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I'm a girl
sweet
but broken

I'm a flower
Beautiful
but withering

I'm a cloud
high
but lost

I'm the rain
pure
but falling

l'm the wind
free
but invisible

Broken pieces
either cutting and hurting
or filling the empty gaps

withering crispy leaves
either dying
or falling to blossom again in a better life

lost and scattered across the air of blue
either suffering from the heavy weight
or happily letting go to nourish the growing spurts of green

pure drops falling
either getting dirty along the way
or cleaning the dirt off people's hearts

travelling through thin air
either howling and whimpering due to the invisible status
or kissing the tears away from the saddened eyes

like asking a flower
tearing the peatles
whispering words of plea

one day it's a 'yes'
the other is a 'no'

it's helpless and disappointing
with no defined answer

so many possibilities
stuck between
Either..or..

with no simple answer
or a mere gestuer
to tell the lost soul of mine

just who am I?

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