storm chaser

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the wind hits her in the face
whipping her hair as
she gazes lovingly
into a cyclone
something so dangerous and
deadly
and yet
she stands there, content
there is beauty in something so
ugly
perilous
lethal
a small smile crowns her lips
something about this thing that could kill her
makes her feel so alive

-adrenaline rush

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