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You are the Whisper
when my streets are filled with clamour
with a never resting hammer.

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You are the Flame
when my world is frozen
with a never melting cozen.

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You are the Oasis
when my life is a desert
with a vision so invert.

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You are the Wind
when all of me is swallowed by a cave
when no one came for me to save.

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Dear God …

You are Everything
when my everything turned into nothing,
and when my nothing became my everything.