The
sky is in chaos.
I
walk the damp road, puddles on my feet dirt all over my sole.
The
sky is in rage.
Where
are my thoughts, at awe as flashes of light dance and surround me?
The
clouds clash with cold, heat rumble in unison… only the brave marvel the theatre.
The
night is still.
A
passing of change as the tide flows on, the wind at a halt and left with sore
conclusion, rain is to begin.
The
sky is in chaos.
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