My Storm - cont
Within the Eye of the Storm
I find myself.
Eerily calm. Almost peaceful.
But something is not right.
This is not the answer -
This cannot be my Hope.
I will not be fooled to think I have so quickly
Passed this test.
The winds pick up.
This is just the beginning.
I find myself.
Eerily calm. Almost peaceful.
But something is not right.
This is not the answer -
This cannot be my Hope.
I will not be fooled to think I have so quickly
Passed this test.
The winds pick up.
This is just the beginning.
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