i don't mind the rain
i can get wet
maybe catch a cold
i could get real sick
i am a patient man
with my friend misery
she is my muse
she gets naked and i draw her
when my crude sketches serve to further her message
she gives me stones for the walls in my castles
i don't mind the wind
i am of the northern plains
we were taught to bend
we who fought the danes
i am a business man
i answer to bosses
i assume risks
i navigate losses
every deal in the dark leaves someone in the cold
all that glitters isn't gold
i don't mind the snow
and i have seen it fall
cover every stone
smother every coal
i am a weather man
i prognosticate systems
i am a sorcerer
i answer to visions
i struggle with depression like everyone i know
i hope my expressions serve the people that i love
and i don't mind the cold
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