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Always a Storm

Rain rain,
On the pain,
Drops splatter,
In my brain.

Whispering sky,
I wonder why,
Wind pushes,
Curtains fly.

Storms roar,
Pounding my door,
Never ceasing,
Only willing to soar.





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