Storm for a Blind
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Howling gale,
Pounding rain,
Flapping sails,
Clogging lanes,
Uprooting trees,
Shattering bricks,
Choppy seas,
The storm picks.
I stand in the storm,
Drifted far, far away,
Can’t remember where I’m from,
Can’t remember if it’s night or day,
With my blind eyes,
Under this stormy sky in this stormy isle.
Thunder and lightning lies
To me about hope in this eternal trial.
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