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Run into the wind, when it comes
(For it comes)
The time is not now to be still
(When it comes)
The storm clouds are rolling
The lightning is flashing
The rain drops are pounding;
It comes.
Shout into the wind, when it comes
(For it comes)
Barefooted, dance out in the rain
(When it comes)
The storm clouds are rolling
The thunder is raging
The wind, it is seeking;
It comes.

Run into the wind as it comes.


'Remembering Chai' was written by our dear friend 'Crystalheart' in memory of a seven-year-old Thai boy who died of AIDS on May 6th, 2003. We thought it appropriate to remember Chai once again - along with the millions of others who are suffering or who have already died because of this disease. May their lives always be remembered and may there one day soon be a cure.

© Copyright 2004, Reprinted with permission.

 

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