I am

I am the desert ground, dried out, cracked

I am the heat that caused it to be so

I am the pain that they feel on their backs

I am the breeze that gives them strength as they go

I am the disappointment, the one that went wrong

I am the bushes, pushed aside and full of thorns

I am the loneliness that demands a song

I am the cuts -- open, torn

I am the speck of dust, dependent on others

I am the sky, needing only myself

I am the gray, who never bothers

I am the hiding one, who needs a little help

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[Silver]

I love your words , you have a beautiful style