'how can I blame the wind for the mess it made, if it was me who opened the window' T-shirt

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how can I blame the wind for the mess it made, if it was me who opened the window

We want to blame the gust, the chaos, the outside force.
But the latch was ours to lift, the hinge ours to turn.
Responsibility is a quiet whisper—we hush it with noise.
And yet, it returns, gentle as breeze, fierce as storm.

The window didn’t break itself.
The wind simply did what it always does: move.
It was me who gave it permission.