Only in Silverweed's eyes-

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Silverweed 2001: The wind is blowing, blowing over the grass.
It shakes the willow catkins; the leaves shine silver.
Where are you going, wind? Far, far away
Over the hills, over the edge of the world.
Take me with you, wind, high over the sky-

Silverweed 2018: Boo!!
Silverweed 2001: What?
Silverweed 2018: You look ugly!!
Silverweed 2001: Sorry.. Sorry that I'm just more original then you.
Book silverweed: I'm og actually-
Both silverweed: SHHHHH
Book silverweed: Ok bye

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