Storm Charlotte Rowntree
I envy the quiet rain That lulls you to sleep I am the storm that scares you.
Shouting at the skies Rather than just whispering My words while you sleep.
I envy delicacy softness and quiet: Obviously I envy you.
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Storm Charlotte Rowntree
I envy the quiet rain That lulls you to sleep I am the storm that scares you.
Shouting at the skies Rather than just whispering My words while you sleep.
I envy delicacy softness and quiet: Obviously I envy you.
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