I'm standing at the top of the globe

Completely ready, out of wardrobe

This strong wind is swishing at me

I'm ever so cold, I feel insanely free

An' it's gonna attack me, soft chaos

But this time, I'm ready to win toss

It doesn't matter at all if I am alone

I don't fear cyclones so bring it on!!

I've been moulded into this icy fire

I can gracefully stand pains so dire

Although people tossed me around

Like lifeless torso, devoid of sound..

But I'm the strong bearer of storms

I don't hide, no need of close dorms

I'm made of sunlit glitters, stardust

Tornadoes are nothin' but low rust

I'll backfire them 'n' they'll corrode

For I'm meant to rule the life's road

And it's okay if I've been a sad song

For it softens my heart that's ever...

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