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Tempest's Ache
Water eternal,
Element pure,
Shifting,
Changing.
Sometimes calm
When the wind is kind,
But tempestuous
When a storm rages.
Bringing me to my knees,
Burying me under its weight.
Waves of screaming pain,
Crashing through my soul,
Wearing thin my resolve.
A source of tears,
An ache in my chest
When I drown,
Unable to breathe.
Storm's fury upon me,
I am terrified, frantic,
Not knowing when
The calm will come again.
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