stormringer

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stormringer
….
Out —
storm
rings
close.

I
savor
the
storm.

As
my
life
thrives

in
finding
that
calm.

At
the
center —
chaos

swirls
round —
sit
watch

wait
for
what
passes.

Be
cause.
Live
true.

Show
freely.
That
face —

found
dark;
earn
light.

And
it
shall
pass.

New
unto
you
now.


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