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[size=28pt]Wind In The Willows[/size]

[size=7pt]I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the voice of your hunger and pain,
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice, I will remain.
I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone,
The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow,
Ne'er do I sleep throughout all the cold winter long,
I am the force that in springtime will grow.[/size]
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Treva's whiskers twitched at her Queen's cold manor, for what the Queen had said was not at all what she had expected. "Yes your Majesty." She murmured bowing her head to the noble cat. As Sunset suggested they continue with their work, she nodded. "Yes, lets." She said, standing up again, and she followed him as he began to leave once again. "Um. Sunset?" She said hesitantly, before continuing, "That orange plant was Marigold, was it not?" She said quietly, hoping to get both cat's minds off the strange behavior of the Queen. But to be frank, the young she-cat's mind was still mulling over the strange words that the Queen had spoken.
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[size=7pt]I am the voice of the past that will always be,
Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields,
I am the voice of the future, bring me your peace,
Bring me your peace, and my wounds, they will heal.
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain,
I am the voice of your hunger and pain,
I am the voice that always is calling you,
I am the voice.[/size]
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