She was the beauty of the eye of a storm.
A beautifully, ferocious chaos. Impossible to control.
Reckless and wild.
She loved him with all the strength of a hurricane.
He told her how he loved her rain.
Too bad he was afraid of the thunder.

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She was the beauty of the eye of a storm.
A beautifully, ferocious chaos. Impossible to control.
Reckless and wild.
She loved him with all the strength of a hurricane.
He told her how he loved her rain.
Too bad he was afraid of the thunder.