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"inner turmoil a brewing,

while the sky stays clear during the witching.

lots of unspoken thoughts and fears,

blending into a cocktail of terrible disaster.

the heart yearns for affection, it longs for love

but it's got way too many scars and bruises to heal from.

inner turmoil a brewing,

while the sky stays clear during the witching,

i watch the clouds darken and pave the way,

for a terrible monster to come and take me away"

-k.v.

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