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  The Wind Blew The Wind blew It hollered It howled It whispered It growled The Wind blew It rose up It lay down It sighed and changed it’s direction around The Wind blew It rippled the trees leaves It whistled past the eaves The Wind blew It threw up a gale   It cried out a wail The wind blew It softened its voice It let up its keen It cleared away the clouds so that blue sky could be seen The Wind blew