Forest

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You can find me in the trees above the forest,
walking through the wind.
You'll see my hair floating and my angel wings glowing

You will find magic in the snowflakes that fall upon your hands,
within sprinkles of shimmer and the shine of a winter sun.
You can find me in the wind hiding above the clouds,
where the rain drops down.

You can find me in the autumn leaves that fall from the trees.
You can find me in the piles of colourful deaths
those deaths are golden, red, orange and yellow

You can feel the textures amongst the piles
closely colliding with your fingertips
leaving behind nothing but fingerprints.

You can find me in the rain, walking through the storm,

When the grey clouds cry,
then you wonder why, remember to find me walking through the wind,
go back to the feeling amongst your fingertips when you felt the pile,
or catch a snowflake in your palm.

Even when the water falls down your face, making it look like a tear,
please remember that I will always be here.
Through the wind and through the rain.
Through the snow and through the pain.

You can find me in the forest, I'm not that far away.
I'm with the angels above your head, dancing to the music upstairs.

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