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She is a Beautifully Chaotic Storm
If you were to ask her
why she loves storms as she does,
she wouldn't hesitate to answer.
Her voice would be calm,
but it would hold an eerie tone;
making you search her eyes
for any hints on her dark past.
"It makes me feel less alone.
The way it sneaks up on you in silence,
then all at once, it's just there.
And after it finishes being reckless,
it disappears again,
leaving everyone to return to their normal, boring lives.
I am cold, and loud, and disastrous...
But at least most people are happy when I finally leave."
why she loves storms as she does,
she wouldn't hesitate to answer.
Her voice would be calm,
but it would hold an eerie tone;
making you search her eyes
for any hints on her dark past.
"It makes me feel less alone.
The way it sneaks up on you in silence,
then all at once, it's just there.
And after it finishes being reckless,
it disappears again,
leaving everyone to return to their normal, boring lives.
I am cold, and loud, and disastrous...
But at least most people are happy when I finally leave."
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