As the thunder strikes again
And the waves crash on your face,
You sit a moment to ponder
What all this has to mean.
The glow of red yonder
Gives comfort beyond reason.
You hold the peace within you
And wish nothing would change.
The dark clouds seeping in
Reminds you where you are.
You know you have to return to the
Storm and the snares.
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