Turmoil: episode 2

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The storm approaches,

Beautiful, yet cruel.

It has no conscience,

It’s only a tool.



The storm surrounds me,

It starts to rain.

The sky darkens,

Then comes the pain.



My raft is shattered,

I’m on my own.

Fighting the storm,

Chilled to the bone.



I am pulled under, unable to fight back.

Before long, everything goes black.

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written 12/25/95

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