Whichever way the wind blows
never be dismayed
reject all life blues
Either the north wind
swirling hurricane
the eastern blows
pacific tornadoes
either west typhoons
melting glacier's lawn
southern hemisphere
as catastrophic edge shaker
whichever way the wind blows
never would be weak
the earth, your neighbors, myself
all in bitter tests
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