You

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I asked for flowers, you gave me seeds.
I asked for a song, you gave me the winds.
I asked for a purpose, you gave me life.

I asked for answers, you gave me questions.

If I plant those seeds, will the seasons change?
If I embrace the winds, will the tides die?
If life takes over, have I become selfish?
If I give you all of me, will I get all of you?
To turn those seasons, so all can live
To raise those tides, you call upon the moon
To be as selfless as you are
To meet you, I wait patiently.
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