a new key
the wind is moving everything
in sync with its pulse
branches dancing
to the song
the oldest
of all the ancient tunes
a melody
still being sung
generations long
aged but new
and my key is changing
ready for a new melody
ready to leave
the deafening beat
of my past
but no matter the changes
it will always be
my song
aged but new
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