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The wind tapped down on my shoulder,
the city flourished like a roaring stream,
the clouds parted onto the sun-crested leaves.

Once upon a time,
the opening of the Earth,
the little boy unraveled his candy.

Under the sea,
I bustled about like he,
a leaf in the wind traveled a thousand miles.

When the mirror shattered,
my reflection broke,
and the wind tapped down on my shoulder once again.

By the rim of my cap,
the author's pen out of ink,
the soldier collapsed onto the beach.

After I had left,
we parted again,
the wind tapped down on my shoulder for the very last time.\n\nThe Wind

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Transcript
00:00The wind tapped down on my shoulder.
00:02The city flourished like a roaring stream.
00:05The clouds parted onto the sun-crested leaves.
00:08Once upon a time.
00:10The opening of the earth.
00:12The little boy unraveled his candy.
00:15Under the sea.
00:16I bustled about like he.
00:19A leaf in the wind traveled a thousand miles.
00:22When the mirror shattered.
00:24My reflection broke.
00:26And the wind tapped down on my shoulder once again.
00:29By the rim of my cap.
00:31The author's pen out of ink.
00:34The soldier collapsed onto the beach.
00:36After I had left.
00:38We parted again.
00:40The wind tapped down on my shoulder for the very last time.