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'Some days there is a storm inside of me. Raging seas cast my mind asunder. Thoughts scream louder than the whirlwinds. Tears fall like the heavy rains. Some days the storm is outside of me. People come and go like rustling leaves. Their voices deceive their actions like thunder. Their betrayal swift like lightning. Some days I am the storm.
Harsh like the bitter cold. Unforgiving like water.
Somber like the calm before.'
-Forecast from a Weathered Man