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We can only grow the way the wind blows
On a bare and weathered shore
We can only bow to the here and now
In our elemental war


We can only grow the way the wind blows
We can only bow to the here and now
Or be broken down blow by blow


Like a solitary pine
On a bare wind-blasted shore
We can only grow the way the wind blows

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