Impermanence

Wow, who am I
but a weeping sighing wind
what force do i have to impress the soil
or leave marks on the trees and their friends?

how can i but fade, bitter, lost
how can i but melt with the frost?
why should i stay, impermanent, cold
full of anger and sorrow and gold?

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