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He stops the weather

There is a whirlwind in my mind,
I’m in a spin, with no where to hide,
who knows what to do or what to say,
Please someone simply lead the way.
 
Faster and faster thoughts go round,
Despite the speed there is no sound.
Please slow it down, what can I do,
In troubled times I reach to you.
 
You lead the words right out my head,
We walk and walk, nothing said.
Holding hands emotion flows,
Out through my head, down to my toes.
 
My dear one, how you care for me,
I’d do the same for troubled thee,
Through fields green and pastures new,
I would give up everything for you.
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