Eye Of The Hurricane

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The burst of thunder,

The rushing of the wind,

It blows me down

Again and again

I get back up, get knocked back down,

Take another hit once more,

And then I realize it's harder to get up

As the rain starts to pour.

Hail starts to fall

I decide I'm not going to stay down

Because I know if I'm going to find my way back to you, I have to get myself off the ground.

As the lightening starts to strike,

And the earth starts to quake;

I realize I'm not giving up no matter

How much I tremble and shake.

After the storm is over,

I will not come out the same

As I was before

I went into the eye of the hurricane.

10-29-12

G.L.Y

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