Wherever I am, let there be a breeze

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I am somewhere
its not anywhere

There is no feeling of worry
of anxious nail picking

Things just are
the wind is the only thing that moves.

No one is fighting
there is no hair pulling

The breeze whispers the sweetest song
I close my eyes without fear

Of murderous siblings
destroying each other

There is no sadness
my jaw is relaxed

Absence of pain
maniacal rain