We're late! We're late!
It's November, and still sunny in Cascadia!
Come clouds,
Come rain,
We'll fly.
Wind knows the way.
Wind is swift,
Wind is sure.
Wind will carry us,
move us,
and let us settle.
We know we've been missed.
Welcome wind. Welcome clouds. Welcome rain.
Winter has begun.
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