You see evil all over: in the trees who whisper warnings as you creep cautiously by,
In the wind which whistles threats of wicked witches and poisonous potions,
You see unhappiness in every situation; you find sorrow in laughter and dishonesty in perfection.
You predict rain and thunder when the sun is shining,
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Wow! This is a really powerful poem, fantastic imagary. Excellent!