even when all hell breaks loose
and the air is choked
by the blackened skyi find you in the middle of it all
waiting
to give me a home.
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A Few Thousand Nights
Poetrya poetry about the ups and downs of life, love, and hardships
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even when all hell breaks loose
and the air is choked
by the blackened skyi find you in the middle of it all
waiting
to give me a home.