What would the sky
Do without you,
Who make it so
Warm and windy?
Back in the last
Interglacial,
You were painting
Caves already.
Young as you are,
You’ve been a long
Time coming, now
To where your signs
Change everything,
Even the wind.
That means something
Else on its way.
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