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I watched the weeping willow sway

Dance and fight in the rain

Branches pushing for space

There is a calm that can occur when the sky gets violent

We've evolved to consume all threats as nourishment

But it feels helpless that no resistance

Can change the course of the wind

I want control

To dominate the ethereal

I can't let go

I've made my bed, now I'll sleep in it

The suffering is senseless

There is no poetry in death but we create it

Clear rooms when we mention ghosts

If you're not afraid, I don't think you get it

There's no getting out

I want control

To dominate the ethereal

I can't let go

I've made my bed, now I'll sleep in it